Anything That Is Not Growing Is Dead.

How You Gon' Win When You Ain't Right Within. Uh Uh Come Again

Heart, Desire, And Intensity And Those Have Been The Three Words I Kind Of Latched Onto.

Every Time That God Navigates My Ship, There's Nothing Cerebral Going On. There's Very Little Thought. It's Almost As If I Have The Directions. Every Time I Try To Do It Myself, I'm Conjuring Up My Own Concoction And Trying.

The Sweetest Thing I've Ever Known Was Like The Kiss On The Collarbone, The Soft Caress Of Happiness, The Way You Walk, Your Style Of Dress, I Wish I Didn't Get So Weak, Oh Baby Just To Hear You Speak, Makes Me Argue Just To See How Much Your In Love With Me

You Might Win Some, But You Just Lost One.