“Be proud of who you are.”

Everything always happens for a reason.

Just be yourself, the minute you start being yourself youre gonna win.

Music is reflection of self.

Fame hit me like a ton of bricks.

Maybe one day we’ll all wake up and this will just be a dream.

I love the attention but I don’t like too much of it.

You’re still beautiful to me, cause youre my mom.

You’re still beautiful to me, cause youre my mom.

People will hate you for speaking the truth, but you’ve gotta learn to stand up to them, so don’t be offended if I say something you don’t like.

The writing process, the way I go about it is I do whatever the beat feels like, whatever the beat is telling me to do.

My middle finger won’t go down, how do I wave?

Well, I’m working all the time to stay out of trouble!

Behind every successful person lies a pack of haters.

They said I rap like a robot, so call me rapbot.

I don’t think I’ve ever read poetry, ever. I’m not really book smart.

Nobody likes to fail. I want to succeed in everything I do, which isn’t much. But the things that I’m really passionate about, if I fail at those, if I’m not successful, what do I have?

I want to be loved so I try to be you then I realize what I see in you is in the mirror looking back at me.

I love you so much that it hurts and that’s the problem I love you so much that it hurts.

Tied up by my heartstrings, I can’t break free from feelings – the restraints too tight, the love too strong.

Gone, but never forgotten. Like the catchy tune to an old song that I used to love.

And maybe to love each other too much we destroy ourselves.

You chose me to forget her and I chose you to love.

Whisper it to me in poetry.

Be not a slave to love but still let it in.