“Although I had the label of being the ‘pretty girl rapper with a lot of followers,’ I just broke the rules.”

My grandma told me that to be wealthy you need at least seven streams of income, so that’s my goal. I have a big family. I want to take care of everybody.

I would describe my music as very honest. I just rap about myself, and not in a narcissistic way. I feel like I have a story to tell.

It’s crazy because ‘Icy Girl’ came when I was in a dark place, but I made it to motivate myself. It was kind of like my anthem for lifting up my spirits.

If I want to listen to myself as much as I want to listen to Drake or Beyonce, I feel like that’s a good sign.

Time is of the essence.

I’ve been wanting to do music since I was 14, but like I’ve really always enjoyed giving speeches and I enjoy talking to people, so I was like, maybe I can be a newscaster.

Growing up with a house full of women and seeing them look good no matter what they put on every morning just inspired me to look good myself.

I welcome criticism. I come from a – I wouldn’t say mean, but you’ve got to have tough skin to be in my family.

I’m a huge fan of hot Cheetos. I used to eat them for breakfast.

I know where I wanna end up. I’m ready to go, and I’m ready to learn. I’m ready to build, and I’m ready to establish my longevity.

I get extensions, but when they start to get spotty, I go buy wispy lashes and cut them up. I put them where the gaps are when I don’t have time to get a fill.

My dream is like a child and I’m taking all the custody.

I make music for people to relate to and to connect with me. I want to tap into different emotions.

I’m the type of person where I’ll take on anything because I like to work so much.

I don’t want to be super serious but I want to have fun with my platform. I want to touch people, I want to be relatable and let girls know that you can go to college and still pursue what you want after that.

How we grind make the weather change for us.

Things fall apart; the center cannot hold.

Batter my heart, three-personed God, for you As yet but knock; breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise, and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.

The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.

And I cant deny – you’re the lesson I’m willing to love in this life.

On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven a perfect round.

Somedays depression is tender, as though hurting is just an art; and that maybe she didn’t break me more than enough!

One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, sleep to wake.

All the animals, the plants, the minerals, even other kinds of men, are being broken and reassembled every day, to preserve an elite few, who are the loudest to theorize on freedom, but the least free of all.