I don't like to give the sob story: growing up in a single-parent home, never knew my father, my mother never worked, and when friends came over I'd hide the welfare cheese. Yo, I failed ninth grade three times, but I don't think it was necessarily 'cause I'm stupid. I didn't go to school. I couldn't deal.

Honestly, I never really put the mic down.

I don't think I ever thought of myself as Superman. But there were people who thought of me that way, and maybe I believed them a little.

In my mind I'ma fighter, my heart's a lighter, my soul is the fluid. My flow sparks it right up.

It creeps me out sometimes to think of the person I was. I was a terrible person. I was mean to people.

At least have the decency in you / To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out / In the streets when I'm eating or feeding my daughter

I've accomplished enough with the music that I haven't had to go out there and do other things to over-saturate.