I have a slight bit of OCD, I think. I'm not walking around flipping light switches. But when I say I'm going to do something, I have to do it.
I didn't have nothin' going for me... school, home... until I found something I loved, which was music, and that changed everything.
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime.
I will not fall, I will stand tall, feels like no one can beat me.
I had too much Nyquil and Vivarin again. Lost my stomach all over the place.
Honestly, I'd love to be remembered as one of the best to ever pick up a mic, but if I'm doing my part to lessen some racial tension I feel good about what I'm doing.