And I can't even go to the grocery store without some ones that's clean and a shirt with a team/It seems we living the American dream but people highest up got the lowest self esteem/The prettiest people do the ugliest things for the road to riches and diamond rings.

Talkin', talkin, talkin', talk. Baby, let's just knock it off. They don't know what we been through. They don't know 'bout me and you.

Well, I just don't want to talk to America about my family. Like, this is my baby. This isn't America's baby.

Never do coke with an intern ... they may not be 21

I'm a heaven sent instrument. My rhythmatic regimen navigates melodic notes for your soul and your mental. That's why I'm instrumental, vibrations is what I'm into.

Shoot for the stars, so if you fall you land on a cloud.

I live and breathe every element in life.