No love allowed. That's the way I liked it. Growing up in the rough parts of Harlem, I didn't let love get to me. He changed that; Rakim Mayers changed that. We had what you called Thug Love. We were both hard. But of course people considered me a softy just because I was a girl. But Rakim didn't. He knew the real me. I liked that. This Thug Love brings along a few problems that we gotta work out. But it nothing we can't get through. " God only puts you through things you can handle. " Right? Maybe. But shit is hard.