“As far as rap, I was more of a Mobb Deep guy rather than a Tribe guy.”

City lights shine bright on my complexion, Self-reflection…red hairs flashing at the intersection. Life is a green light, one star, no script, Supporting actors…fresh peaches, no pit.

I take pride in my sports knowledge. I take pride in everything I do. It’s part of me.

I come from a musical family as well as a culinary family.

My TV stays on ESPN all day long, I’m one of those. I don’t even listen to music in the car, all I listen to is sports talk.

I love to cook a meal for the so-called holidays. You always need the turkey. I like making a good BBQ brisket as well.

Billy Joel is an incredible musician. He just feels like one of the guys, you know. I grew up listening to his music.

It’s an accompaniment to life. It’s not something that I do to rap; I smoke when I open my eyes…I don’t know any other feeling.

I’ll always be into sports. Sports is part of my life forever.

I would say I started rapping because my friends were doin it.

I like every girl. Every kind of girl that there is, I like.

All I believe in is food and myself.

Working in kitchens with Mexicans you always listen to the Spanish channel and that’s what I use. Whenever I cook I think of Spanish music, so I always have to listen to some sort of salsa. It gets your body going.

Linguine linguistics that left my verbal essence saucy, Send a message, leave you sleepin’ next to headless horsey.

My new shorty got a gymnastic back, ’87 emerald green on a classic Jag. She had the cleft palate, I ordered chef’s salad; She had the club foot, with that little arm, I couldn’t help but laugh…she ordered Chicken Parm.

I just do whatever I do, and put it out there without tryin to cater to anybody. If you like it, you like it.

Lamb is such a beautiful thing.