Utopias rest on the fallacy that perfection is a legitimate goal of human existence.
I must have in stock 3000 songs you've never heard.
This is the industry that wants [music], the rap industry.
I am always with London On Da Track, Wheezy, 808 Mafia Mike Will Made It, Ricky Racks.
I repeat it until it works. It is important to record, otherwise you lose ideas. That's why I never stay away from the studio, I always [have] something to ask.
It was stressful [to live as a child in a Sylvian Hills]. It's always been complicated, honestly. . . I do not really want to tell you, actually. It bothers me that you want me to tell this.
This is where the guys who copy me are planted: I do not use auto-tune, I sing. That's my advice!
Relationships have a nasty habit of reversing themselves; whatever has been done to you in a previous involvement you'll do to the next person you're involved with, if you get half a chance.
A man who wills commands something within himself that renders obedience, or that he believes renders obedience.
Mothers know the difference between a broth and a consommé. And the difference between damask and chintz. And the difference between vinyl and Naugahyde. And the difference between a house and a home. And the difference between a romantic and a stalker. And the difference between a rock and a hard place.
Serendipity looks a lot like creativity, at least at a distance, and if I can tap into these ways in which one thing resembles another.