That Girl Can Barely Spell Her Name.

Yo Get A Real Job. Rappin Doesn't Pay The Rent, I Hate The Studio Cause That's Where All My Money Went.

I See Myself As Real. Like I Mean If I Was The President I Would Have A Responsibility, Because People Put Me There. Nobody Put Me Here. They Just Buy My Records. They Wouldn't Buy My Records If My Records Wasn't Good. I'm Being Who I Am In The Record.

I Have No Patience For Anybody Who Doubts Me, None At All.

I Can't Give Up. It's A Rap Thang. And I Ain't Goin Back To The Crack Game.

I Am Society’s Child. This Is How They Made Me And Now I’m Sayin’ What’s On My Mind And They Don’t Want That. This Is What You Made Me, America.