“Without an understanding of bad, how can one truly have an appreciation of good.”

I put my flaws on front street. So the world accepted my flaws, so I don’t have any flaws.

I was always taught not to answer no questions. I’m not really good at answering them because I get agitated so fast.

Out my window. I see everything I dream about and wished I had.

My daily conversation, it consists of hustle. Grinding from the bottom sick and tired of struggle.

Fall in love fast, make sure I handle it delicate.

Anything lost, can be found again, except for time wasted. A vision without action is merely a dream. Action, it’s the grind, it’s the hustle, it’s the persistence.

Wise men change, fools stay the same.

I always wanted a family.

My skin is 24 karat gold when a sun hit it.

Glory be and praise to God. I didn’t do any of this. God did. I don’t have a recipe or a blueprint. I prayed for it, and my prayers are continuing to be answered.

I don’t sleep much. I don’t sleep much – I work, I work, I work.

I can’t say any artist inspired me, because I’m inspired by the things that go on around me.

Knowledge is provided but only to those who need to know.

I don’t know how the rap game is, because I’m a fan of reality, and the rap game’s entertainment.

Whatever an individual chooses to do with themselves, long as it doesn’t affect me and they’re respectful with it, I don’t care what they do. Because I’m not perfect and I have flaws, so who would I be to be judgmental?

Everybody round you pretendin that they are your partner, let you have a problem they won’t even help you out.