I'm urgin all daughters to kiss their mothers with those lips that all that lipstick covers. You never too grown up to miss and hug her.

I write best about two things, which is evident from the cover of So Far Gone: the constant quest to understand love and money.

My real friends never hearin from me, fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me

I remember when my schedule was as flexible as she is.. She call and tell me 'be here before the sun up', I be dressed before we hung up

The weekend's here, started it right. Even if I only get part of it right.

You need to act your age and not your girl's age

Boys will break your heart. Real men will pick up the pieces.