I'm competitive. I don't like to lose.

I feel like God has blessed me so much already, and he keeps continuing to bless me.

I pretty much look like an identical twin of my mom.

I get these weird divine feelings. They're, like, so strong I can't shake them.

I never, ever thought I would be able to grow a beard like I have now. I think it's gonna be here for a little minute. Fear the beard, hopefully.

I've made mistakes. Like, bringing people to your level who don't deserve to be there. They're trying to bite off your so-called fame, make a name off of you. I think I did a lot of that - allowed people to be relevant in my life who really aren't relevant to me at all.