“Sometimes. I make those songs for me. I lay down in bed before I go to sleep and think about shit that eats me up. I don’t trust anybody. Even my close, close, close best friends who I would take a bullet for, there’s things I don’t talk to them about, so I have to make those songs just to get shit out, just to say it. Shit I don’t talk about. Not having a dad. I lied to all my friends like, “Oh, my dad got work and shit.” Shit like that just means shit to me, just being around like all of my friends and they got fuckin’ dads and I’m looking at my mom like, “Why don’t I have one?” It sucks being like 18 years old, living at my grandma’s house, fucking stealing from cars and goin’ to the pawn shop just to go to McDonald’s and have something to eat. That shit is real. ‘Cause I don’t tell anyone that shit so I make those songs for myself”