“Don’t walk under the coconut trees.”

Don’t look at my nails. Do look at my hairline.

I was scared of the tiger but she was sweet.

My boyfriend annoying af.

The Internet is such, it’s so not real. But it’s big and it feels big when you’re on it.

I love Cardi B.

I don’t spend my time on farms. I don’t like the smell, to be honest.

I don’t check Twitter as much or tweet as often because, honestly, sometimes social media is draining and brings out all of the negative things going on.

I do have a lot of music out.

My mom loves music and it poured into my childhood.

I just really enjoy doing it and I’ve always loved making music.

I feel like there’s a lot of pressure on artists to be 100-percent organic all the time.

My mom was a painter and loves to sing behind closed doors.

I just started singing ’cause I had dropped out of school.

We need people who are open to doing something with theme, something with a cartoonish twist.

Its cool that people appreciate fun stuff.

I appreciate people who make hip-hop, the way A Tribe Called Quest and Lauryn Hill and KRS-One did it.

Beware not the enemy from ‘without’ but the enemy from ‘within’.

Beware of creating tedium!

Beware of the person who can’t be bothered by details.

Beware of endeavoring to become a great man in a hurry. One such attempt in ten thousand may succeed. These are fearful odds.

Beware the god who cannot laugh.

Beware the things of this world that can mean everything or nothing.

Beware lest in your anxiety to avoid war you obtain a master

Beware of the fury of the patient man.