Stayin' Alive

A small, private house that belongs only to the narrator.  
Soft light and a star-covered roof shelter quiet, warm thoughts.  
The home is both a refuge and a path—guiding the heart upward.  
It feels light and gentle, like a wing that carries and protects.  
Peaceful sleep and inner calm reside there, a place to always return to.

House of Light (Дом света)

Landing

Who says I need a middle man?
Who says 'making it' is an accomplishment?
Who says true art is dead?
Who says it ain't real until you get a thousand followers?
Ain't you heard? Internet's been dead.

Be real with me- it's all I ask
In my presence we drop the masks
No protection, feel it all,
Ain't no holding back.

You can change the channel,
Leave the signal scrambled,
Like it got every letter, just not in order—
Alphabet soup, Campbell's

Who says I need a middle man?
Who says 'making it' is an accomplishment?
Who says true art is dead?
Who says it ain't real until you get a thousand followers?
Ain't you heard? Internet's been dead.

This is just for your entertainment
Don't life look so nice on digital screens,
We elevated,
Flickering at precise rates for brain entrainment,
Don't worry, enhance the experience,
Leave your attention fully captured
and delirious—

Now feeling real, more real, 
Calling it the reel life,
Cut, edited, professionally spliced
Even took Kendrick's "We gon be alright"
Turned hope into content, rolled the dice

The fruit is always ripe, 
The advertising positioned just right,
Your eye starts to water—
Forgot to blink.
Yeah that's how they measure their marketing
To your children,
Success: they made it through the whole scene
Without a blink

Who says I need a middle man?
Who says 'making it' is an accomplishment?
Who says true art is dead?
Who says it ain't real until you get a thousand followers?
Ain't you heard? Internet's been dead.

Got me trying too hard, hard not being seen or heard,
I used the right filter, I used the buzzword
Buzzfeed said would work
Threw up my hood, psyched myself up,
I dropped a beat
I got one chance, the right lighting,
My chance to glow
Opportunity only comes once in a timeline
...Hope I don't get shadow banned.

They call me Gladiator, Maximus Decimus Meridius,
I got grit I got teeth like I'm taking on
A whole pack of Now and Laters.
The coliseum I be seeing it on every screen,
Feeding us this bread and circus,
On social media we all feed.

Are you not entertained?!

But don't it look better when it's on the screen?
Like how you living? Let me see,
Only well when your last reel be getting seen.
Otherwise what do it mean?
Only feedback they feedin' teens

Who says I need a middle man?
Who says 'making it' is an accomplishment?
Who says true art is dead?
Who says it ain't real until you get a thousand followers?
Ain't you heard? Internet's been dead.

Gladiator Part 1

A quiet morning, two mugs cooling on a scratched table. No words needed. Fingerpicked blues meets gospel harmony – warm, dry, and honest.

Two Cups of Blues

Pressure Cooker turns heat into momentum—booming 808s, razor-sharp cadences, and a chant-ready hook that builds tension then explodes on the drop. Trap drums, punchy bass, and call-and-response pockets make it a natural fit for DJ sets, party playlists, gym sessions, and late-night drives.
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Pressure Cooker

This double-cycle work is the living scripture of Oblige — a continuous journey through mourning, memory, forgiveness, and union.
The album begins in the humid streets of New Orleans, where the dead are carried by brass and rhythm, and ends in a private universe where two bodies merge into one breath — heaven not as a place, but as perfect sync.

It’s both a funeral and a birth, a sermon and a confession.
Every track evolves sonically, emotionally, and spiritually — moving from earthly brass and drum to industrial gospel storms to chamber intimacy and, finally, into silence glowing with life.

Nothing repeats.
Each song transforms what came before — the tuba becomes thunder, the thunder becomes breath, and the breath becomes love.

Second Line to Heaven

You'll always reign

Head Above Water

Conscious rap artist bearing witness to systemic horrors with unfiltered bars—AI-produced beats, human truths from the trenches of corruption and control.

I’m Inspirited In Sight: researcher, gemologist, storyteller, and independent hip-hop creator exploring consciousness transformation. 

My lyrics validate what you’re seeing: the horror is real, your exhaustion rational, your rage appropriate. 

You’re not crazy for struggling in a broken system; you’re not alone in spotting the patterns. 

This isn’t quick-fix empowerment—it’s witnessing the machinery of manufactured compliance, dissecting power structures for the sleepless, struggling, and systemically forgotten. 

Validation before action, because clarity starts with knowing your perception is valid.

Process: Observe realities mainstream ignores, craft every word and concept myself, leverage AI for production and rapid independent drops. No gatekeepers, just consistent creation from lived experience and an aware, parent’s perspective fighting for depth amid chaos.

Mission: Hip-hop as consciousness-raising resistance—beats that awaken, narratives that affirm independent voices in a world profiting from sleepwalking. 

Staying present and awake is our superpower.

Influences: MF Doom’s cryptic layers, Lupe Fiasco’s systemic depth, Common’s grounded soul, plus edges from Cal Scruby, V1V1D, B.O.B., 99 Neighbors, Glass Animals, Matt Maeson, Notorious BIG, classic rock, and alternative rock.
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