I was falsely arrested twice, slandered and defamed.
I've never stabbed, hurt, killed, stolen, anything, but I went to jail for a year. What is that? My pastor said to me the fact that I'm not living under a bridge as a crazy woman, talking to myself, is amazing.
I love Harlem, it's like a second home to me.
Being in jail, it's humbled me in a way I never imagined.
To find a prince, you gotta kiss some toads.
I am racing to the studio the moment that God affords me the opportunity to hear again.