They took it upon themselves to put him in the general population.

Why didn't they do something about it?

They killed him, and they're trying to cover it up, and I'm not going to let them. They killed my child. They killed my child. I gave him life, and they had no right to take it.

Poetry is the rhythmic creation of beauty in words.

Why flaunt a hot body when you can flaunt a beautiful mind? Because everyone understands sex appeal, not everyone comprehends intelligence.

We're very song-driven, ... Although our tastes are different, our aesthetics work. We just appreciate a good song. We're a democratic operation.