We Probably In Hell Already, Our Dumb

Life's A Test, Mistakes Are Lessons, But The Gift Of Life Is Knowing That You Have Made A Difference.

My Aim Is To Spread More Smiles Than Tears.

It Was Tough Sitting In Jail Listening To Jay Leno And Rush Limbaugh And Everybody Making Jokes About Me Getting Shot. And Watching The Media Report All Kinds Of Lies About Me, Like That I Got Raped In Jail. That Never Happened. But At Least While I Was Locked Down, All The Inmates Gave Me Props Encouragement, And So Did Lots Of Mothers And Kids, Who Wrote Me Letters Of Support.

Just Because I Write Some Songs About Bad Women, Though, That Doesn't Mean I Hate Women. I've Written Songs That Show Great Love And Respect For Women Too. Songs That Talk About Strong, Upstanding Women And Their Pain. I Have Women Working On My Music. They Understand Where I'm Coming From. So Does My Mama. I Always Play My Music For Her Before It Comes Out. Why Do You Think I Wrote "dear Mama"? I Wrote It For My Mama Because I Love Her And I Felt I Owed Her Something Deep.

If You Walked By A Street And You Was Walking A Concrete And You Saw A Rose Growing From Concrete, Even If It Had Messed Up Petals And It Was A Little To The Side You Would Marvel At Just Seeing A Rose Grow Through Concrete. So Way Is It That When You See Some Ghetto Kid Grow Out Of The Dirtiest Circumstance And He Can Talk And He Can Sit Across The Room And Make You Cry, Make You Laugh, All You Can Talk About Is My Dirty Rose, My Dirty Stems And How Am Leaning Crooked To The Side, U Can't Even See That I've Come Up From Out Of That.