Better Days

2025. 
this was no accident. there was no freudian slip. 

i let the shadows surface, and placed them on these beats, freed them of this world, through these thoughts/ feelings/ words. 

i let them live in the light and accept(ed) them as they were/are. un-curated. un-polished. not for profit, attention, or social relevance. but for myself, as proof to myself. 

why? 

to learn, unlearn, and relearn me.

"let them try and take you out, and boy they will try. but me, they cannot kill, as, i am me, and me is them, and then some."

do so too, and soon enough you'll know yourself better than you did before. 

bless the silence. bless the noise. bless the family, friends, joy & pain. the societal / philosophical / cognitive diversification / inclusion (or lack their of). the love gained, the love lost, and the lessons highlighted along the way. 

there are infinite lessons to learn from. yet still, i am infinitely a better musician, writer, and person than i was at the start of the year... 

yehhee ♥️🤌🏾

relevant mentions;
@ciqalajohnson 
@universaldreamland 
@pablopaceband
@ivamahoni
@imarabuchanan
@samkerr
@kalewilson
@youngcobba
@grinnathepoet
@kreestabapebeats
@adamreaperbreats
@jaygbeats
@strewbeats
@qciqabeats
@whoonthetrack
@fredirie / @prodkavin

Better Days

CIQALA