“Imperfections is a wonderful blessing.”

Live your life, live it right. Be different, do different things.

The limit is the sky, and I live on cloud.

My word will never be as strong as God’s word. All I am is just a vessel, doing His work.

Sit down, be humble.

It’s the beauty in her, But when the makeup occur, I don’t see it, All i see is a blur.

I want you to recognize that I’m a proud monkey.

My rights, my wrongs, I write ‘til I’m right with God.

We’re all put on this earth to walk in His image, the Master.

Since day one, since the first time I touched the pen, I wanted to be the best at what I do.

Sit down, be humble.

It’s easy to forget who you are.

I’m only as good as my last word, my last hook, my last bridge.

A flower bloomed in a dark room.

Groups break up because they never got across what they wanted to do personally, and they have creative differences, and egos start to clash.

As long as my music is real, it’s no limit to how many ears I can grab.

I knew I was blessed with a gift of having both parents.

I may not see or feel it instantly, but I know it’s there and with time that blessing will uncover itself.

You will never love another the same way, again. And I’m still trying to figure out if that’s a blessing or a tragedy.

My birth was a blessing. Sent to live and die on Earth; it’s a blessing. We each have a star; all you have to do is find it. Once you do, everyone sees it, you won’t be blinded.

My blessings always consistent but I’m still prepared for the worst.

The fame isn’t important to me. It’s a blessing to have. Having so many people that support me, that love me and listen to my music, is beautiful.

I think that by staying true to myself and making music from my heart, the blessings come.

Having strong enemies is a blessing.

I’m a blessing to whoever gets to really know me.