I get out, I get out of all your boxes. I get out, you can't hold me in these chains. I'll get out. Father free me from this bondage. Knowin' my condition is the reason I must change

I wouldn't try to put myself in a box or put God in a box.

I ran very fast in the wrong direction.

I believe God will make a way.

Just because I have a guitar, it doesn't mean that changes me. I still rhyme, I still sing.

The sweetest thing I've ever known was like the kiss on the collarbone, the soft caress of happiness, the way you walk, your style of dress, I wish I didn't get so weak, oh baby just to hear you speak, makes me argue just to see how much your in love with me

I went to Jamaica for six months, and in Jamaica there was a lot of stillness.