I have a very thick skin. I take everything that comes and let it bounce right off me because I know the time will come when nobody will be able to speak falsely.

Like books and black lives - albums still matter. Tonight and always.

If you see a man opening a car door for a woman, it means one of two things: it's either a new woman or a new car!

Sometimes it takes years for a person to become an overnight success.

I've grown up, everyone's got to grow up. But there's something inside me, I'm always going to have that little sort of, how do you say, child streak.

All these non-singing, non-dancing, wish-I-had-me-some-clothes fools who tell me my albums suck. Why should I pay any attention to them?

Minor keys and drugs don't make a roller skate jam.