I have this table in my new house. They put this table in without asking. It was some weird nouveau riche marble table, and I hated it. But it was literally so heavy that it took a crane to move it. We would try to set up different things around it, but it never really worked. I realized that table was my ego. No matter what you put around it, under it, no matter who photographed it, the douchebaggery would always come through.

Success is the best revenge.

Visiting my mind is like visiting the Hermes factory. Sh*t is real. You're not going to find a chink. It's 100,000 per cent Jimi Hendrix.

I've got a million people telling me why I can't do it. You know, that I'm not a real designer, that I'm not this. I'm not a real rapper, either!

I'm the smartest celebrity you've ever f***ing dealt with. I'm not Britney Spears.

If it wasn't for race mixing, there'd be no video girls.

This one Corbusier lamp was like, my greatest inspiration ... I'm a minimalist in a rapper's body.