My God is a God who wants me to have things. He wants me to bling. He wants me to be the hottest thing on the block.
I still get nervous about singing. I drink tea with honey and lemon before every concert. And I need to have scented candles in all of my hotel rooms.
I don't think I'll do foster care or adopt, to be quite honest.
When you hold on to anger and unforgiveness, you can't move forward.
I've learned so much from all my mistakes. I just wish I had gotten my education.
I can't just make a song people can dance in a club to... it still has to be real.