When I think of myself, I think of Toronto. My music would never sound the way it does if it weren't for Toronto.

Just enough'll solve your problems too much'll kill ya

My song is ya girlfriend's wakin up ringer... or alarm or whateva. She'll be here at 6 in the morn if I let her

I still deliver like a midwife

I tried to keep us together, you were busy keeping secrets

Secrets you were telling everybody but me.. Don't be fooled by the money I'm still just young and unlucky, I'm surprised you couldn't tell

Grudges are a waste of perfect happiness. Laugh when you can. Apologize when you should and let go of what you can't change.