I believe in the Golden Rule - The Man with the Gold... Rules.

I had a plan ever since I was nine years old, when I said "Mama, I'm a buy you a nice house and pretty dresses." That was the plan, that was my goal.

I made a little money. And like the Bible says, I was enjoying the fruits of my labor. This is my comeback. This is me doing what I love to do.

I'm not outright seeking stuff. Because all I want to do is done. I bought my mother a nice house and pretty dress.

I wore the gold is symbolic of my African heritage. When my black ancestors was bought over here from Africa they were shackled by their neck, they wrist and they ankles in steel chains. I turned those steel chains into gold to symbolize the fight. I'm still a slave, only my price tag is higher.

When I was growing up, my family was so poor we couldn't afford to pay attention.

When I was little, I used to adore gold. It was something special.