If there's not drama and negativity in my life, all my songs will be really wack and boring or something.

So many cringes in the heroin binges, I was coming off the hinges, living on the fringes of my imagination.

Tomorrow I wake with second wind and strong because of pride. I know I fought with all my heart to keep the dream alive.

Maybe it's the things I say. Maybe I should think before I speak.

Every true artist is at war with the world.

I'm constantly in conflict with things. And it is because of my past and my upbringing and the journey that I've been on.