I never saw my mother happy with me and proud of me for doing something: She only knew me as being a wild kid running the streets, coming home with new clothes that she knew I didn't pay for. I never got a chance to talk to her or know about her. Professionally, it has no effect, but it's crushing emotionally and personally.

I'm not Mother Teresa, but I'm not Charles Manson, either.

Most of my fans are too sensitive. I’m a cruel and cold and hard person. I’ve been abused in every way you can imagine. Save your tears. I lost my sensitivity. You embarrass me when you cry.

People love you when you're successful, but if you're not, who really cares about you?

If Jesus was here, do you think Jesus would show me any love? Do you think Jesus would love me?

This is my career. I have children to raise. I have to retaliate. Evander Holyfield butted me. Look at me. My kids will be scared of me.

I feel like sometimes that I was not meant for this society.