Each day I'm thankful for nights that turned into mornings, friends that turned into family, dreams that turned into reality, and like that turned into love.

Nickel for my thoughts, dimes in my bed. Quarters of the kush shape the lines in my head.

Lately I feel the haters eatin' away at my confidence. They scream out my failures and whisper my accomplishments.

I learned working with the negatives could make for better pictures

I really put a lot of and emotion into my project in order to evoke emotion.

I respect Chris Brown. I'd like to call myself a friend - I don't know if I'm allowed to do that.

My city love me like Mac Dre in the Bay