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

I'm not really book-smart.

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.

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

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

I haven't had a perfect career. I've put some albums out that, looking back, I'm not super proud of, but there's also a lot of stuff that I am very proud of.

Music is so therapeutic for me that if I can't get it out, I start feeling bad about myself - a lot of self-loathing.