I'm never the kind of person who's sitting at home reading the charts and basing how I feel about myself or even my career on stats. I've always based it on, 'Am I doing the best that I can do?'
Why do we fall in love so easy, even when it's not right?
I have never really encountered anybody that was rude to me. Well, not to my face anyway.
Seems it's my destiny for love to cause me misery.
In the late '90s, R&B was dominant in the radio, and the white kids were taking it mainstream.
Once you figure out what respect tastes like, it tastes better than attention. But you have to get there.