I got the most expensive piece of paper on your wall that don’t do shit. I’ll tell you what I did with mine: I took it down, I shredded it, I stomped on it, and I shredded it to a nice, fine white powder and I snorted it like cocaine. I packaged the rest and sold it to some white girls.

I am not a mercenary. Milan was my home. They made a good deal, though. They signed me for 10 million euros and sold me for 42 million euros

Beauty has been stolen from the people and is being sold back to them as luxury.

The American Dream is a fantasy sold to the masses to distract them from the truth.