Since I was two years old, all I knew was gospel music. That music became such a part of my life it was as natural as dancing. A way to escape from the problems. And my way of release.

Where could I go but to the Lord?

You're just a natural beehive, filled with honey to the top. Well, I ain't greedy baby, all I want is all you got.

I want to entertain people. That's my whole life. To my last breath.

I'll never make it, it will never happen, because they're never going to hear me 'cause they're screaming all the time.

I can't sing very well but I'd like to try.

I'm evil, my middle name is misery. Well, I'm evil, so don't mess around with me.