I Don't Get Jealousy, I Don't Get

Somehow The Rap Game Remind Me Of The Crack Game

I Want To Sound Like An Instrument. I Want My Voice And My Words To Marry The Beat. I Go With The Rhythm Of It And The Words Start To Come To My Mind And Those Words Could Be Based On Things That's Been On My Mind For The Past Year, The Past Month, The Past Week, Whatever; I Write It.

I Think You Gotta Always Do Things That Keep You Excited In An [rap Music] Industry That's So Bullshit. When You Know That You Have So Much Energy And So Much To Give, It Would Be A Shame If The Facilitators Of That Aren't Enthusiastic About You Doing It, Because You've Been Doing It For So Long. So You Just Gotta Figure Out Ways In This Insane Business To Keep It Fresh.

Love The Skinny Model Chicks But I Prefer The Thickness.

My Earliest Memories Of Rap Music Was Mixed With My Earliest Memories Of Reggae Music. They Were Big Sounds Around The Way, Heavy Bass Lines, Strong Messages, Definitely.