“I love to make music, I love to get tattoos.That’s just what I love. If I wasn’t getting paid I’d still do it.”

It is illegal to steal my feelings and leave.

I suffer from deep depression, so my only release is music.

I’ve always been a loner.

I love God, I love everybody else around me as myself, and I love my enemy.

I put my flaws on front street. So the world accepted my flaws, so I don’t have any flaws.

I was always taught not to answer no questions. I’m not really good at answering them because I get agitated so fast.

Out my window. I see everything I dream about and wished I had.

My daily conversation, it consists of hustle. Grinding from the bottom sick and tired of struggle.

Fall in love fast, make sure I handle it delicate.

Anything lost, can be found again, except for time wasted. A vision without action is merely a dream. Action, it’s the grind, it’s the hustle, it’s the persistence.

Wise men change, fools stay the same.

I always wanted a family.

My skin is 24 karat gold when a sun hit it.

Glory be and praise to God. I didn’t do any of this. God did. I don’t have a recipe or a blueprint. I prayed for it, and my prayers are continuing to be answered.

I don’t sleep much. I don’t sleep much – I work, I work, I work.

I can’t say any artist inspired me, because I’m inspired by the things that go on around me.

I think life would mean nullity if grace does not pick my hand again to reach you.

The more love we give, the more healing we receive.

Share my space, exist with me.

Shortly after meeting you I fell in love so madly.

I rather fall in love over and over again and get hurt all over again than feeling dead inside.

Remember that love comes after all the sorrow.

Find strength through love.

Only the moon knows all the secrets I tell her about you.