I Get Out, I Get

I Used To Play My Records Aloud Until One Night My Mother Was Like, "this Is Too Loud. I'm Not Having It," And So I Put On Headphones. But The Headphones Didn't Stretch All The Way To My Bed From The Record Player, So I Had To Sleep On The Floor In Order To Hear The Records. I Slept On The Floor Right Next To The Record Player Until I Was Probably 19 Years Old.

If I Never Won A Grammy, I Would Be Satisfied, If In Fact I Could Help People. I Don't Say That Because It Sounds Like Something Cool To Say.

I Have Hour Spurts When I Feel Fine And I Can Walk Normal And Stuff, Other Hours, I'm Wobbling. I Feel Like There's Somebody Behind Me Kicking My Legs Out From Underneath Me. The Whole Tumor Symptom Thing Is Crazy. It's Unpredictable. It Really Messes With Your Life.

Now You Are Meeting Another Lauryn, So It's Good To Be Reintroduced.

To Those Supporters Who Were Told That I Abandoned Them, That Is Untrue. I Abandoned Greed, Corruption, And Compromise, Never You, And Never The Artistic Gifts And Abilities That Sustained Me.