Whips and chains, handcuffs, smack a little body up with my belt. Scream, help play my game, dracula man, I'll get my fangs.

Some people put more into their cars than they put into their relationships.

I made my first song when I was 9 years old. Just beating on garbage cans, having people beat box.

My dad was dead, so these streets had to raise me.

I always look for something that I haven't necessarily done yet because I like to expand my body of work.

Put them in position to make their wishes come true, so they can have multiple accounts that gain interest over night.

It's a crooked system, but gin straight take the pain away.