Mama gives you money for Sunday school, you trade yours for candy after church is through.

Rap to me is a modern blues. But until we really confront the truth, we are going to have a Tupac or Eminem or Biggie Smalls to remind us about it - and thank God.

First of all, I'm no better than the next person.

I am what I am. I love me! And I don't mean that egotistically - I love that God has allowed me to take whatever it was that I had and to make something out of it.

Gun violence is real. People don't come back.

Sometimes, I feel I am really blessed to be blind because I probably would not last a minute if I were able to see things.

Of all the needs that we have right now, more than anything we need a time for love.