The tools are in front of me. Everything I need to cure my hunger. Bon appetit!

Some of us are starving out here. We all gotta eat. My music is my offering. They’re scared for me to get on, cause I will make a difference. Fuck making it rain…i'ma make it change. Food and education.

I do so much, and give so much of myself to music – it puts distance between myself and others sometimes. Life goes by so fast, I have to force myself to stop and take in the simple pleasures.

I try until it hurts me to be the best at what I do. There’s no other way I can do it.

If things continue in this direction, the future won’t be the cliche depiction most would expect. It will just be cold, and evil. Technology will advance to the point where it nearly replaces us as a race of beings. There are those who remember what happened on that fateful date, and will rebel against what seems to be a certain outcome. But are the opposing forces too great? Who will defend the honor of the decent people that remain?

I’m trying to create a world where people are aware of what we have become. The greed, selfishness, and evil are rejected by some, while other embrace it – creating a nationwide division. We all have the right to choose our own religion and what we believe in, and we should fight for those beliefs.

Our errors as a government and nation will come back to haunt us. Those that were senselessly murder will not go way easily.

Goals that are realistically improbable are done. The book on doing things by standard means no longer applies. I choose to do things my own way.

I get told a lot that I should be “more famous than I am”, which is funny because I don’t think I am famous at all. It does seem, however, that the actual mastery of a trade within the entertainment industry is no longer what gets you noticed.

Nobody’s perfect and when i’m criticized…I laugh at the gall of some people. At the same time, I am always striving for improvement and I take everything into account. Just how I am.