Society is like a stream in my eyes. BLM full off basic and utterly lies. That stream is continuous and never ties.
We have the leaders and the followers. We have the weeds and flowers. We have the cautious and outrageous. We have the buildings and towers.
Then there’s the nobody. Who wants to be a somebody, Then we have those who can’t get comfortable in their born body. But can’t be that inner person because society controls that body.
Then we have the somebody’s. Who impress everybody. But can never be themselves. Because that body has economy.
Chicago singer songwriter unlocks a young sexy pop party sound, while asserting a lyrically bougie hip-hop dominance with unapologetic confidence.