You can hide from the devil, but he'll always find you.
When you are not practicing, someone else is getting better.
Either you give in, or you fight. That's all I know, being where I'm from. You fight for what you want. You go after what you want. The only thing I could do was give up or keep fighting for what I wanted in life.
Being in a fishbowl, everybody looking at every move you make, talking about everything you do - it's just a hard life to live.
My dream was bigger than anything else. My fight and me wanting to fulfill what I wanted to be in life. That was enough to keep me strong enough to endure anything.
Tattoos, cornrows, headbands, hip-hop. I never meant to start any trends. I got my butt kicked, but if that meant that the guys who came after me could be themselves, then it was worth it.
I'm just overwhelmed with the fact that I had a signature shoe. It's actually 'my shoe.'
Me and my family are straight. I am blessed. I am alive, man, and I am healthy, and that is the only thing that matters. Me and my family, everybody else, it really doesn't matter because why do you care about somebody talking negative about you if they don't know you?
Obviously, if I could go back and change anything, I would be a perfect man. And I know there's no perfect man.