I grew up having great awareness of who I was in regards to racial identity and socio-economic status. This caused me great frustration until I was about 19 years old at Tuskegee University. My brother became a Christian along with my father and they shared the Gospel with me on occasion.

Power is intoxicating.

I have two boys on the autism spectrum. I don't always know what's best for them. However, I know there is grace for me in this area. I know there are parents in a similar space.

Everyone wants to be truth tellers today while never thinking we are the ones who need the truth told to us. It's quite amusing.

I understood my personal responsibility in putting Christ on the cross and the implications of how the Gospel impacts every area of life. It informs my identity as a human, as an artist, and as a citizen of this country.

Hip-hop, you're close to 50. When can we grow up?

Get a team of like-minded individuals around you. Understand this is hard work.