I have a little baby. She knows who I am. My friends know. My family knows.

I created a production company. Right now I am so happy in my work.

Every story was being made up. My true friends weren't the ones speaking. It was people who never knew me, making up stories. Even my local paper put a $1,000 bounty out for information about my whereabouts.

My friends and the people who are close to me know what I am. And that is enough.

I am like a kid. I tell my family and friends I'm like a kid.

I am going to marry Fantasia. She just doesn't know it yet.