I've got an extra-specific story about Dr. Dre. I saw him when I was 9 years old in Compton - him and Tupac. They were shooting the second 'California Love' video. My pops had seen him and ran back to the house and got me, put me on his neck, and we stood there watching Dre and Pac in a Bentley.

The one in front of the gun lives forever

I wanted the next family to hurt, because you made my family hurt. Them emotions were still running in me... Whether I'm a rap star or not, if I still feel like that, then I'm part of the problem rather than the solution.

I don't even have kids. But at heart, I'm a kid myself.

But what love got to do with it when you don't love yourself ?

I cut off my ears before i hear your advice and vice versa

If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?