Just When I Thought I Had Everything,

I Wrote This [most Kings] Before Mj Died, And His Death Only Proves My Point: When He Was Alive, The King Of Pop, People Were Tireless In Taking Him Down, Accepting As Truth Every Accusation People Made Against Him, Assuming The Worst Until They Drove Him Away. When He Died, Suddenly He Was Beloved Again - People Realized That The Charges Against Him Might Really Have Been Bogus, And That The Skin Lightening Was Really Caused By A Disease, And That His Weirdness Was Part Of His Artistry. But When He Was Alive And On Top, They Couldn't Wait To Bring Him Down.

What People Do In Their Own Homes Is Their Business, And You Can Choose To Love Whoever You Love. That's Their Business. It's No Different Than Discriminating Against Blacks. It's Discrimination, Plain And Simple.

For Me, The Challenge Is Just Making Great Albums, Because Talent - And Writing In General - Is Not Tangible. There's No Expiration Date On It. At The Same Time, You Might Wake Up Tomorrow And Be Unable To Write Music.

No One's Walking Around Here Perfect. Everyone's Gonna Make Mistakes. That's Part Of How You Learn.

I Use A Lot Of Double Meanings. I Hide 'em Like Easter Eggs.