David - The Lost Art Of The Lyricist

What good is the bread if my niggas is broke? What good is first class if my niggas can't sit?

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The wakening of Melanin Seuss- Anecdote

Birds are singing, flowers are blooming, on days like these, kids like me, are bored as shit. I sat there staring at the blank sheet of paper and started to imagine the possibilities. A polar bear in a snowstorm, naw… Continue Reading →

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