I'm not the same as other people. I don't think the same. I don't do the same things. I just feel out of this world sometimes.

From a cell to a jet call it Con-Air

Everything gets better with time, and time is forever.

I only listen to my music. I'm just analyzing it. Critical. Seeing what I like what I don't like. Say what I should have said. What I could say next time, what I should have said, things like that.

I'm so greedy, I'm hungry, I'm young.

I'm blessed and I thank God for every day for everything that happens for me.

Woman of my dreams, I don’t sleep so I can’t find her