Manic

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

as the shadows surfaced, i placed them on these beats, freeing them of this world, of this mind. 

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. as therapy. 

why? 

to learn, unlearn, and relearn. (myself)

"let them (intrusive thoughts) 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/friendships/partnerships 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

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