“I’m ’bout to go in, like, two seconds.”

“I don’t really use metaphors or punchlines, ’cause I don’t have to. I’d rather just say what’s going on right now. Real talk.”

“Please don’t write no fuck-shit.”

“It’s like candy, eating candy, a lot of candy. Or something.”

“Haters is fans. Like Louie said, ‘Let’em talk: it’s advertising.'”

“Keep working. I worked for a long time. Instead of saying I want to grow up to be a police officer, I want to grow up to be a firefighter, I want to grow up to be a doctor, a lawyer—I made this a goal.”

“I don’t know who to listen to.”

“But look: my shirt is 1,600 dollars and I don’t give a fuck.”

“I like purple ’cause purple is like red to me. I like red too, but purple is just like red. Don’t it look just like red to you? Think about it.”

“Can’t fuck with these normal bitches really, though. If I’m still fucking with them, they lucky.”

“Visuals will always help.”

“I’m just trying to go to school and get good grades, without catching another case. On my last report card, I got some good grades. I got some Bs, some Cs—ain’t get no As, though. That’s good enough.”

“Thirsty ass bitches—shit that we don’t like.”