Talk to strangers when the family fails and friends lead you astray when Buddha laughs and Jesus weeps and it turns out God is gay. 'Cause angels and messiahs love can come in many forms: in the hallways of your projects, or the fat girl in your dorm, and when you finally take the time to see what they’re about perhaps you find them lonely or their wisdom trips you out.

Hip-hop is too young to put a definition on it

I'm somewhat of an empath, I would say. I relate easily to ideas and stories, books, films, music. I'm moved by all of these things. Art in general. But not just art, you know?

What's wrong with hip-hop is the system that controls the definition of it. There needs to be more balance on the airwaves.

I have an acquired taste for language, yet it is seldom an actual focus of mine.

I've never believed it's really so important that you conform to the ways of the system in order to beat the system. I think that the system follows a great deal.

I didn't ever want to make a rap album. I considered it too limiting. Now that's exactly what I've gone and done