I hated having to go out on the block and scramble - that's the worst job in the world, especially if you ain't making any real money.

All my legitimate jobs were embarrassing. I used to be stock boy at an Odd-Lot, making $35 a day.

I wanna sit behind the scenes and see nothin' but the greens.

There's probably a bunch of Power Stripe floating through the Def Jam offices right now.

I've learned when you drink Absolut straight, it burns enough to give my chest hairs a perm.

Myself, I'm a pothead. It's no secret. Everyone knows that. I go on the road and forget everything else

I'm in between homes right now, but my last house was dope.