No Matter Where You Go,

For Me, Being With Obama Or Having Dinner With Bill Clinton... It's Crazy. It's Mind-blowing, Because Where I Come From Is Just Another World. We Were Just Ignored By Politicians, By America In General.

You Can Want Success All You Want, But To Get It, You Can’t Falter. You Can’t Slip. You Can’t Sleep. One Eye Open, For Real, And Forever.

I Use A Lot Of Double Meanings. I Hide 'em Like Easter Eggs.

I Grew Up In Marcy Projects In Brooklyn, And My Mom And Pop Had An Extensive Record Collection, So Michael Jackson And Stevie Wonder And All Of Those Sounds And Souls Of Motown Filled The House.

I Wrote This [most Kings] Before Mj Died, And His Death Only Proves My Point: When He Was Alive, The King Of Pop, People Were Tireless In Taking Him Down, Accepting As Truth Every Accusation People Made Against Him, Assuming The Worst Until They Drove Him Away. When He Died, Suddenly He Was Beloved Again - People Realized That The Charges Against Him Might Really Have Been Bogus, And That The Skin Lightening Was Really Caused By A Disease, And That His Weirdness Was Part Of His Artistry. But When He Was Alive And On Top, They Couldn't Wait To Bring Him Down.