People can take everything away from you, but they can never take away your truth. But the question is…Can you handle mine? They say I’m crazy I really don’t care, that’s my prerogative. Some ask me questions: Why am I so real? But they don’t understand me. Trying hard to make it right, not long ago before I won this fight. Everybody’s talking all this stuff about me, why don’t they just let me live? I don’t need permission, make my own decisions, that’s my prerogative. Why can’t I try to live my life without worry about the things that people say?
