Brother please   No more Pamela Lee's, let's set it straight   I'm the biggest thing out of Canada   Til Quebec separate   And I never medicate   So y'all feel me if I'm ill   Like a lump - some dudes used   To burn down trees now they're stumped by the simplest questions   And everything they think is deception   As they sink in depression   No telling where our life's headed   I'm light-headed   From scraps where I right hooks like a fight method   Like credit I'm indebted for my misuse   My life is like a magazine - got so many issues   God edits the stories   Still trying to find the father like Maury   He ain't with the stars like... Tori Spelling's   Spell it out like N.O.R.E. on a quest for glory... on a quest for glory...      In my life and times   Writing rhymes   Has gone from being my release   To putting who I be in my release so   I can release it   Eventually recoup, maybe cop a coupe   And in a year or two re-lease it   I prolly get screwed but who read leases?   Legal jargon, people bargain   I'll prolly keep the car an'   Just hope it don't Crash like Don Cheadle   Starring with these non-peaceful hearts   And minds with strong egos   That only see what they want to see like on Tivo   Darling   I gotta maintain just in my own way (chill)   We gon play these snakes like the phone game   And we don't say jack - just bring it back to the facts   When it comes time to rock like the stone age   On a quest for glory... on a quest for glory...