The people made me from the littlest crack head to the biggest baller so if i am bad its because of the bay and if i am good its because of the bay

The ground is the symbol for the poor people; the poor people is gonna open up this whole world and swallow up the rich people. It's gonna be like - there might be some cannibalism out this mother. They might eat the rich.

Give me a paper and pen, so I can write about my life of sin. A couple of bottles of gin, in case I don't get in.

No thank you to all the bustas, cowards, and FAKE HOMIES who showed me the depths of jealousy, envy and greed.

Even a genius has his questions.

The lesser the friends, the lesser the chances of betrayal.

I'm used on every level. I have no friends. I have no resting place. I never sleep. I can never close my eyes. It's horrible.