I just can't sit back and wallow, In my own sorrow, but I know one fact: I'll be one tough act to follow.

Be proud to be out of your mind and out of control.

Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me.

Sporadic thoughts will pop into my head and I'll have to go write something down, and the next thing you know, I've written a whole song in an hour.

If I'm not passionate about it, I can't write it. I can't fake it.

The writing process, the way I go about it is I do whatever the beat feels like, whatever the beat is telling me to do. Usually when the beat comes on, I think of a hook or the subject I want to rap about almost instantly. Within four, eight bars of it playing I'm just like, 'Oh, OK. This is what I wanna do'.

I have nothing to lose, but something to gain.