Since age twelve, I’ve felt like I’m someone else,’cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt.
You couldn’t make the fans throw up their hands if they swallowed their fingers.
These times are so hard, and they’re getting even harder.
If you could count the skeletons in my closet, under my bed and up under my faucet, then you would know I’ve completely lost it. Is he nuts? No he’s insane!
You can be a permanent fixture in my lyrical mixture.
Music is so therapeutic for me that if I can’t get it out, I start feeling bad about myself – a lot of self-loathing.
My pen and paper causes a chain reaction, to get your brain relaxing.
I don’t need a tank top to be a wife beater.
I was born with the biggest middle finger on Earth.
I try to treat all the money I’m making like it’s the last time I’m going to make it.
My rhyming skills got you climbing hills, I’ll travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills.
Better try to stay wide awake, or you might end up found dead by the lake.
I’m very much a creature of habit.
It’d be stupid for me to sit here and say that there aren’t kids who look up to me, but my responsibility is not to them. I’m not a baby sitter.
I stopped watching TV because of ‘The Wire.’ Like, ‘The Wire’ ruined everything for me because I don’t even want to watch anything else now.
England? England is in London right?
I maybe made some mistakes, but I’m only human.
Yo, I failed ninth grade three times, but I don’t think it was necessarily ’cause I’m stupid.
If you aint like me, you aint gotta like me.
I’m stupid, I’m ugly, I’m dumb, I smell. Did I mention I’m stupid?