I'm super serious about music. That's, like, the only thing I'm serious about.

I don't just listen to rap.

Rap was more of a release for me, a journal.

I always knew who I was, and I always ran from my true purpose... I know what my job is. And I always ran from it.

One of my most popular songs, 'Satellites,' I paid $300 for that beat on SoundClick.

I did study religion for a little while. I studied the Torah and the Holy Koran, Helios Biblos, which is considered by most people to be the Holy Bible. I just wanted to know, even with Buddhism and the Dalai Llama.

I like Peter Tosh, Bob Marley of course. All of Capleton, Sizzla, Frisco Kid, Buju Banton.

What I see, what I went through, what a friend of mine may have went through, whatever - I rap about it.

In 7th grade, I believe, I wrote my first rap song. It was about everything I was seeing, everything that was going on around me.

I'm not afraid to make mistakes.

I always had music growing up, but music was also like a journal. It was like my personal diary or personal journal. A lot of the things I couldn't express to an individual, I would express them in my music.

I don't sleep much. I don't sleep much - I work, I work, I work.

I have a cult-like following because I exemplify what it is to be a human being.

Prison was the best thing that ever happened to me.

Let me tell you something about Tunechi - about that boy. That boy comes to the studio every day and grind as if he doesn't have a dollar in his pocket.

When you're in prison, you want to know that you were thought about.

I don't really like talking. I like to execute. I'm not a talking person. I'm an action person.

I put my flaws on front street. So the world accepted my flaws, so I don't have any flaws.

“The first and most important step is to stop saying you are fine. You are not fine. You need to quit pretending that you are, and state for the record what’s bothering you. There is a lot more in store for you than what you’ve got going on right now, and the first step to getting it is to stop pretending that everything is okay.” 

I don't want anything but my own way. That is wanting a good deal, of course, when you have to trample upon the lives, the hearts, the prejudices of others [...]

A general air of surprise and genuine satisfaction fell upon everyone as they saw the pianist enter.

She was fond of her children in an uneven, impulsive way. She would sometimes gather them passionately to her heart; she would sometimes forget them.

His coming was in the nature of a welcome disturbance; it seemed to furnish a new direction for her emotions.

I love you. Good-by--because I love you.