Believing I Had Supernatural Powers, I Slammed

Was A Sunny Day, Not A Cloud In The Sky. Not A Negative Word Was Heard.

Elvis Was The Reason I Picked Up The Guitar.

When I Began Making My Own Albums, The Songs Became Funkier. They Were More About The Streets.

Having A Track Record To Live Up To And The History Of Successes Had Become A Hindrance. It Becomes Harder To Break Out Of What People Expect You To Do.

Although I Was Able To Study Music With Teachers, I Never Studied Lyric Writing. I Read Poetry, And I Read Other Lyricists. But They Were Never Writing In The Style Or The Form That I Was Interested In.