“I can’t help the way you was born if you was gay.”

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.

We’re all human at the end of the day, making mistakes. But learn from them is the key.

If I’m gonna tell a real story, I’m gonna start with my name.

God to me is love.

I sit and talk to kids all day, because I feel like they carry the most wisdom.

But what love got to do with it when you don’t love yourself ?