“I think I’m a superstar.”

To be a Hottie you gotta have a lot of self-love, a lot of confidence, you gotta be able to put your foot down. Hotties are supposed to turn other people into Hotties too. If you see someone that’s not quite confident, you gotta be the Hottie to gas up your friend.

When I drop a freestyle, I’m like, ‘This freestyle gotta go hard’ or when I do something it’s, ‘How can we top this?’

She thinks she bad but I’m better.

I’m lookin’ paid and pretty.

I wanna work with my girl Maliibu Miitch. I love Maliibu. I definitely wanna work with Beyonce, Rihanna. I’m a huge fan of Rihanna and Beyonce, so that’s like my dream collab.

When you go to college you can just be whoever you wanna be. So I got there and I’m like, ‘Yeah, I’ma rapper.’

I like movies that make you semi fall in love with the villain so you have sympathy for him.

I just want to be like a good example to somebody in the future.

I felt like my mixtapes were me flirting with my fans.

I feel like, when people realize that they are the only person they need to impress, everybody’s life will be a lot smoother.

A lot of people’s favorite rappers will literally get in the booth and just make sounds.

Lil thunder cat throws it back he can’t handle that.

We gon’ be a household name!

Yeah, I’m in my bag but I’m in his too. That’s why every time you see me I got some new shoes.

Before I do anything, I practice it for a while, and then when I know it’s the bomb, then I’m gonna present it to everybody.

He says he feel intimidated when he talks to me. Got that hardcore but he wants that R&B.

Over the horizon, underneath the clouds, beyond the stars, and close to the moon. I have spent almost all my life waiting for someone like you.

I swear by the stars if you were to choose me and I am lucky enough to be cherished by you, I would be the first thing to be adored by a deity and to be loved in a way that makes stars quiver out of jealousy whenever you call my name.

Somewhere between the stars there is a place for me and you; Where the moon kisses the horizon and the darkness fades away.

Oh darling, if the universe would need the love of us careless humans to keep its restless heart alive the sky would be full of dead stars.

And all the stars in the deep blue sky are the tears of the moon; the ones he cried while dreaming about the sun

Maybe all these stars carry the souls of those we’ve lost. And our countless wishes carry all the love we never got to give them. Maybe.

I dream about kissing you under the moon-lit night, under the beauty of thousand tiny stars. 

How is it they live in such harmony, the billions of stars, when most men can barely go a minute without declaring war in their minds?