When I look back at all the crap I learned in high school, it's a wonder I can think at all.

When I began making my own albums, the songs became funkier. They were more about the streets.

To get the stuff out of you, especially if what you're dealing with is yourself, requires you to open up and touch tender spots. You have to be anesthetized a little bit.

And so you see I have come to doubt -All that I once held as true ~ I stand alone without beliefs -The only truth I know is you

You know, life is what you make of it- so beautiful or so what.

If you'll be my body guard, I can be your long lost pal.

Was a sunny day, not a cloud in the sky. Not a negative word was heard.