Everyone has a plan until they get punched in the face.
That’s what people respect, the fact that I wasn’t a chump that laid on his back and gave up.
I’m a dreamer. I have to dream and reach for the stars, and if I miss a star then I grab a handful of clouds.
I’m a Muslim, but I think Jesus would have a drink with me. He would be cool. He would talk to me.
I want to rip out his heart and feed it to Lennox Lewis. I want to kill people. I want to rip their stomachs out and eat their children.
As long as we persevere and endure, we can get anything we want.
God lets everything happen for a reason. It’s all a learning process, and you have to go from one level to another.
I did my time for the rape. I paid my money to Las Vegas. I paid my dues.
I know why they don’t like me because they want the money I have.
You come home, and you party. But after that, you get a hangover. Everything about that is negative.
I feel like sometimes that I was not meant for this society.
Real freedom is having nothing. I was freer when I didn’t have a cent.
I know I’m going to blow one day. My life is doomed the way it is. I have no future.