All I had was the will and the love for music. I couldn't read music or write it. No connections, no car, no money, no bankroll, no clothes, no nothing.

I kept my babies fed. I could have dumped them, but I didn't. I decided that whatever trip I was on, they were going with me. You're looking at a real daddy.

Everyone to me has to pick a subject to talk about in music if you're going to be a writer.

Take it off, baby, take it all off. I want you the way you came into the world.

Leave me alone. I'm fine.

I try to tell a story musically in a song.

People are always looking for me to be a freak, weird.