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

I was born on a full moon. Both my children were born on full moons, too. Some people say that’s scary. It is what it is, man, I don’t be trippin’. I couldn’t tell God when I wanted to be born.

Loyalty is hard to find, trust is easy to lose.

Say what you doin and not what you finna do.

Jail and the streets go hand in hand. You can’t have one with out the other. They coincide.

I have trust issues with allowing other individuals to know my innermost secrets for fear of how I may be viewed. Everyone has this.

Don’t get mad at me for being the best of what I was created to be.

I don’t pay attention to sales because it’s not about that for me. It’s about the music. Music is all I have.

I don’t let the left hand know what the right hand is doing.

I’m an introvert somewhat. There could be a room full of people, I’ll go stand in the corner.

A loyal chick comes with a smart mouth and crazy attitude.

When you come up in the slums, having nothin’ make you humble.

The ones that hate you most tend to be the people you know.

Emotionally I’m an introvert but it come off as aggression.

Pray to god someone prays for me.

Breathing is so important with physical activity, then how much more important is it with psychological activity?

The only frustrating thing about jail is that I can’t make music.