I had the money. And money was coming in. I had girls and you know, I had the fame. But everything just seemed like it wasn't right. It wasn't the way I wanted it to be. And it felt like it was tarnished in a sense, you know...like even money came it, it was going away fast. And you know...with the girls it's like, relationship wise, just one after another. It just got bad. After a while I just hated girls. I literally ran around with a huge sign saying, you know...I'm whore haten. Sorry. I went to rampage and party to get the girls more than it was appropriate. I tried to buy expensive stuff. But then at the end of the road I realized that it's all empty. I cannot take any of them with me. And I just kept putting my time and efforts to the things that are outside of what's inside. And i realized I can't take any of the stuff with me when I die. Nothing can be taken except for my soul. I just need to get my soul right. Once I get that right, I'm good to go.
