Sometimes the right choice seems great at the moment, but then suddenly it's as if somebody detonated a suicide bomb.

I'm dealing with fools and trolls and soft targets. It's just strafing runs in my underwear before my first cup of coffee. I don't have time for these clowns.

Resentments are the rocket fuel that lives in the tip of my saber.

I don't believe in rock bottom. Rock bottom is like a fishing term.

Defeat is not an option. Period. The End.

I was bangin’ 7 gram rocks and finishing them because that’s how I roll

I got tiger blood man. Dying's for fools, dying's for amateurs.