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

Everybody raps. We rap to make money. We do business. Ain't no other record company out there that sold as many records as we did.

How many caskets can we witness before we see it's hard to live this life without God, so we must ask forgiveness.

Papa wasn't man enough, couldn't stand up to his responsibilities. Instead of taking care of me, he'd rather live lavishly.

If you walked by a street and you was walking a concrete and you saw a rose growing from concrete, even if it had messed up petals and it was a little to the side you would marvel at just seeing a rose grow through concrete. So way is it that when you see some ghetto kid grow out of the dirtiest circumstance and he can talk and he can sit across the room and make you cry, make you laugh, all you can talk about is my dirty rose, my dirty stems and how am leaning crooked to the side, u can't even see that I've come up from out of that.

I'm tired of being a nice guy, I've been poor all my life, but don't know quite why.

I'm the rebel totally going against the grain. I always want to do the extreme. I want to get as many people looking as possible.