I feel that what was done in the dark will come to light. There are secrets everybody's gonna find out about.

I find any great man, black or white, I'm going to study him, learn him so he can't be great to me no more.

There’s no way that Michael Jackson or whoever Jackson should have a million thousand droople billion dollars and then there’s people starving. There’s no way! There’s no way that these people should own planes and there people don’t have houses. Apartments. Shacks. Drawers. Pants! I know you’re rich. I know you got 40 billion dollars, but can you just keep it to one house? You only need ONE house. And if you only got two kids, can you just keep it to two rooms? I mean why have 52 rooms and you know there’s somebody with no room?! It just don’t make sense to me. It don’t.

fear no man but only God

I wake up in the morning and ask myself; is life worth living? Should I blast myself?

It's hard to care when no one loves you.

All I'm trying to do is survive and make good out of the dirty, nasty, unbelievable lifestyle that they gave me.