I think the reality of prison is you don't get anything unless you want it in there. Whatever happens to you in prison, this is what you asked for. Nothing happens to you if you don't give that vibe.

I don't do anything. My life sucks.

This white woman came up to me, and I'm thinking, WOW. When I was a kid, she would have been robbed and raped and left for dead. This is a real strange scenario, and I just wanted to cry. I'm like, "Who am I? Where's my heritage?

I don't react to a tragic happening any more. I took so many bad things as a kid and some people think I don't care about anything. It's just too hard for me to get emotional. I can't cry no more.

The one thing I know, everyone respects the true person and everyone's not true with themselves.

I try to catch them right on the tip of his nose, because I try to punch the bone into the brain.

Everyone has a plan 'till they get punched in the mouth.