I'm a personal type of person. I'll speak when I have something to say, not 'cause someone just wants to know something.

I stand before you a weekend version of your reflection begging for direction, for my soul needs resurrection.

Nothing we can't handle, break it up and dismantle.

I can forgive, I just can't forget.

My mother, my father, I love 'em, I hate 'em, wish god I didnt have 'em, but thank god that he made 'em

In my heart I mean well. But if you help me to grow, then what I have in my heart will begin to show.

I'll repent one day, just not right now.