On one hand I strive to be the master of a style without form, to be able to make something from nothing… create from air. On the other hand I am endlessly conflicted by my thoughts. It’s like two separate beings inside me talking a language I don’t understand.
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The “they” is actually the fans/blogs/industry. I’ll have to keep walking through the hood to get to places until I get enough recognition and money to not have to walk in these places. The hope is that I don’t think I’m any better than anybody or start changing up because of that.
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These are a few notable spots in Oakland that I’ve had to walk through to get to my destination, wherever that was at the time. I’ve never claimed to be hood, but I have had to move through some precarious places pretty regularly.
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This is a joke about the last line because I said it the same way Yoda would. For those that don’t know, Yoda is the little green Jedi from Star Wars and he talks weird. “Failed I have… Strong this one is…” Stuff like that.
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I play with the notion of falling a lot here (“slightest slip”, “timely trip”, “brings you down”) not for any specific reason other than to match with the mood of the beat.
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