When I was a kid I used to want to be a Beethoven or something. That was my dream.

I live in a pretty liberal place, so it's a lot of hidden racism and things like that. If you really look up California, it's a really shitty place when it comes to things like that. So I think it will just take time. Old people have to die. Once the generation right under my Mom dies, we'll be fine.

I remember, once, my sister used to tell me that they found me in the trash-can when I was younger, so one time I pushed my sister into a trash-can - I put it over her head and pushed her down the street. And then after that, we been close ever since.

Where I come from, there's no common enemy, there's no "why." There's no, "I hate white people."

If you don't put out a shirt for eight months, that doesn't mean it took you eight months to make the shirt.

I'm getting old! My back hurts, I got asthma, I just been listening to Amy Winehouse, trying not to cry. Life's crazy.

Everybody deserves a right to be happy.