I always wanted to be a renaissance woman, do as many things as I possibly can and hopefully do them well or don't do them at all.

Ain't nothing coming easily in this life. Sometimes you gotta work, you gotta grow and it gotta hurt.

For me, hair is an accoutrement. Hair is jewelry. It's an accessory.

I truly have a village supporting me. My son has godmothers, godfathers, grandparents and so many others in his life who love him as much as I do. They're there for both of us. I may not have a mate or husband, but I'm definitely not a single parent.

Africa doesn't leap on you immediately; it seeps slowly, and it's incredibly important to be respectful and humble there.

All man-made religions are limited. I go my own way.

Heartbreak was the impetus to me writing poems and music in the first place. Over the years, I had my heart broken so badly that if I didn't find a way to get all the pain out, I was going to lose my mind. I was crazy! Like, wanting to slash tires and smash car windows. Crazy! I was so hurt that I had to write.