Rap Is Poetry Set To Music. But

My Whole Life Had Been Spent Waiting For An Epiphany, A Manifestation Of God's Presence, The Kind Of Transcendent, Magical Experience That Lets You See Your Place In The Big Picture. And That Is What I Had With My First [compost] Heap.

[on Helen Reddy:] She Ought To Be Arrested For Loitering In Front Of An Orchestra.

If They [at The Audition] Don't Like The Way You Sound They Won't Buy You Anyway, Ripped Dress Or No Ripped Dress, Ass Hanging Out Or No Ass Hanging Out.

I Fear For The Future Of The Planet. But In A Funny Way, I'm Even Sanguine About That.

I Do Look Upon All Of Life As An Episode - Which Is Why The People Around Me Are Probably On Guard!