Because I'm a young black man driving a really nice expensive car I sometimes get harassed when I'm rolling through a ghetto neighbourhood.
But when I really look back on my life being really honest about it and now...
I wanted to end my life so bad and was in my car ready to go down that ramp...
All the intelligence and talent in the world can't make a singer. The voice is a wild thing. It can't be bred in captivity. It is a sport like the silver fox. It happens.
