Certainly I'm not going to sit on the Internet all day and read what Sam from Iowa is saying about me. But I'm a sponge. I've always been a sponge.

Now that I understand that I'm an addict, I definitely have compassion for my mother. I get it.

The truth is you don't know what is going to happen tomorrow. Life is a crazy ride, and nothing is guaranteed.

I'm hatin' my reflection, I walk around the house tryin' to fight mirrors, I can't stand what I look like

I got a generation brainwashed to pop pills and smoke pot til they brains rot.

My only scheme was to be a rapper.

Yo, I failed ninth grade three times, but I don't think it was necessarily 'cause I'm stupid.