Throughout my career, I fed off the fuel of people not being able to understand me.

A lot of my rhymes are just to get chuckles out of people. Anybody with half a brain is going to be able to tell when I'm joking and when I'm serious.

Now that I understand that I'm an addict, I definitely have compassion for my mother. I get it.

It creeps me out sometimes to think of the person I was. I was a terrible person. I was mean to people.

The people who were supposed to invest in refineries, who understand the market, are benefiting from there being no refineries because of the fuel import business.

I don't think I ever thought of myself as Superman. But there were people who thought of me that way, and maybe I believed them a little.