It's True/ I Do Imbue My Blue

You Know, The Age Thing Really Bugs Me. Do People Have More Of A Right To Not Like What I Say Because I'm 19? I'm Up Here Because Of What I Write. Obviously, I Must Know Something, Or I Wouldn't Have Been Nominated For Best New Artist. Sometimes It's Like, "you're Right. My Mother Wrote These Songs."

I Still Don't Know How To Drive. I Don't Go Anywhere, Really. My Brother Drives Me. I Walk Around My Neighborhood But I Don't Go Anywhere, Nor Do I Want To.

What's Really Good Is African Drum Music.

You Fondle My Trigger, Then You Blame My Gun

But I Honestly Don't Read Critics. My Dad Reads Absolutely Everything Ever Written About Me. He Calls Me Up To Read Ecstatic Reviews, But I Always Insist That I Can't Hear Them. If You Give Value To The Good Reviews, You Have To Give Value To The Criticism.