I believe there's a god above me, I'm just the god of everything else!

Let's be honest, the cards' on the table: Jealousy's a sin, Cain killed Abel. Backstabber...Caesar had Brutus. It's hard to weed 'em out, even Jesus had Judas.

Pain is joy when it cries, it's my smile in disguise.

In God we trust, the game is all us. Til the sky calls or its flames on us.

Sitting with the woman of your dreams and forgetting what her name is.

This is my time, this is my hour, This is my pain, this is my name, this is my power. If it's my reign, then it's my shower, This pole position...I made a lane 'cause they blocked ours.

We shoppers, you bloggers. If money talks, you mumblers. You try it on, then take it off, Then post a pic on your tumblrs.

I got a voodoo doll every time I pen a verse: Not only do they say they feel it, but they say it hurts.

Let's test the waters... Love makes a splash, and you too thick to skinny-dip.

I find myself trying to explain more, and explain the perspective of my mentality, or the mentality I'm trying to convey.

I feel like people can feel when something is natural. I think they can tell.

If you can't make ends meet, meet them in the middle instead

Are deepest desires are: someone to understand us, someone to appreciate us, someone to inspire us, and someone to enjoy what we are.

To take command, one must first create the illusion that command is already yours.

Instead of chopping yourself down to fit the world, chop the world down to fit yourself.

Messi is the number one. No other player is close to him.

The girl who chooses to be modest, chooses to be respected.

I got a kick out of the stands when they would heckle me. I would take the energy from that.

I'm a sexual assault survivor. I have long felt like Bill Cosby needed to be held accountable. But I keep wondering if this is a system that can bring that accountability.

What the poor, the weak, and the inarticulate desperately require is power, organization, and a sense of identity and purpose, not rarefied advice of political scientists.

Youth has the resilience to absorb disaster and weave it into the pattern of its life, no mater how anguishing the thorn that penetrates its flesh.