My mama always used to tell me: 'If you can't find somethin' to live for, you best find somethin' to die for.'


The second time I went to jail, I was like, 'Okay, this is not the move.'


You gotta mature, you know.


I would rather have been shot straight-up in cold blood-but to be set up? By people who you trusted? That's bad.


It seems like every time you come up something happens to bring you back down.