I've always loved rhyming. I love language.

If it's just fame for the sake of being famous, no one even cares about you - and you don't even care about yourself because you're like, "This is so ridiculous."

I guess something that you love to do, you gotta ease up off it and give it a little space, come back and be fresh to it.

I dreamt that I could paint you with words, but there were no colors bright enough, black or white enough, blue or green enough...they didn't mean enough

With guys I revere, like Marcus Garvey or Malcolm X, their look is less about style than purpose and the expression of beauty. It wasn't just about being noticed, you know?

You have to experience life, make observations, and ask questions.

I seen her on the ave, spotted her more than once. Ass so fat that you could see it from the front.