I may see somebody in a club one night and go, Wow, she's the most attractive girl I've seen in a long time. Then I'll see her the next night and be like, Oh no, I don't think so.

I was three years old. I was messing with my grandparents' dog in Las Vegas, and he decided to pick me up by my head and run around the backyard with me.

Going out is such a hassle. The singles club scene where you sit down, talk, get to know each other, hang out-it's such a big ordeal.

I've just had some of the worst situations with the most beautiful girls, who I just could not stand talking to anymore. The physical only lasts for so long.

My parents love each other. They work through their problems.

In every interview I've got to explain something about being white but still being into hip hop. It's gone way beyond the musical aspect of the business. And I'm as critical about music as everybody else is.

Oh, there's tons of resentment. That's normal. I can't control that, and I don't worry about it.