I Can't Control What People Think. They

Once You Make It To Your Point Of Making It, You'll Appreciate The Struggle.

True In The Game, As Long As Blood Is Blue In My Veins I Pour My Heineken Brew To My Deceased Crew On Memory Lane

I Want To Sound Like An Instrument. I Want My Voice And My Words To Marry The Beat.

I Push My Own Limits Every Day, Every Moment - In The Studio, On The Stage And Beyond So It's Truly A Genuine Fit.

Born Alone, Die Alone, No Crew To Keep My Crown Or Throne