Farmers fear the storms Crops pray for.

When God falls asleep

TRUTH HE TOLD

“—The line resting between distinction and predictability gets blurred. These two things play so close to one another. My writing is its own genre. My artistic flair was manufactured in the warehouse of my heart. The stories and the memories my body has kept from some of life’s most perfervid conversations are handed over to my artistry. These things, once they've all met, give birth to all I create.

It’s noteworthy that so many elements of Hip-hop influence my writing. Or at least the way I compose projects and pieces. I attempted to mimic the strides of album rollouts. The names you will see resemble track listings that are evocative and possess mystique, or album covers that are nostalgic and homely. These are things I try to merge with my artistry.”
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