Those yesterdreams were just a cruel and foolish game we used to play, yester-me, yester-you, yesterday.

We all know that love is truly the key. Anyone who tries to make anyone think that things of destruction has anything to do with God or Allah, they're a liar.

Here is my music. It is all I have to tell you how I feel. Know that your love keeps my love strong.

Families buying dog food now, starvation roams the streets. Babies die before their born, infected by the grief.

I think that to a great degree, reggae companies have become very corporate and so maybe some don't have that freedom to say whatever they want to say.

My mother had a rule, obviously, that I couldn't go across the street by myself, but I had to find a way of doing it.

I feel thankful to God, first and foremost, allowing me to enjoy this 'smell the roses' kind of thing.