People are always coming up to me, thinking I’ve got some magic wand that can make them a star and I want to tell them that no one can do that. Making hit records is not that easy. But it took me time to realize that myself.
I’ve gone seventy-nine hours without sleep, creating. When that flow is going, it’s almost like a high. You don’t want it to stop. You don’t want to go to sleep for fear of missing something.
I want to set the record straight for everybody who’s been waiting to hear my music. The song that’s out on the internet is an incomplete song that I’m still working on. When it’s ready, you’ll be hearing it from me.
I’m expressin’ with my full capabilities, And now I’m livin in correctional facilities. Cause some don’t agree with how I do this, I get straight and meditate like a Buddhist.
I don’t even listen to the records after they come out. It’s outlawed in my house. My wife and my kids can’t play any of my music around me. Once it comes out, for me, it’s just business. Numbers.
