I was fairly confident I was about to die on an airplane so I wrote a song instead of having a panic attack.

Last Train To Heaven - Demo

CONNECT is a multimedia journalism training program for college students and recent grads. It aims to serve our students as an innovative leadership program for emerging journalists as well.

A cohort of 10 students will attend our National Convention, produce portfolio-quality journalism, network with media professionals and receive feedback on their resumes and career plans. They will work with mentors from organizations including NPR, the Associated Press and The New York Times to report, edit, photograph, design and produce the news of the NLGJA: The Association of LGBTQ+ Journalists National Convention and the host city, while helping to ensure fair and accurate coverage of LGBTQ+ issues at the event. Upon conclusion of the program, students’ reporting will be published on the CONNECT website and presented during a session at the convention. CONNECT participants receive a complimentary registration for convention and have their travel and lodging expenses covered by the association.

See examples of works from previous programs at https://nlgjaconnect.com/.

What Philly Doesn't Understand About its LGBTQ+ Homeless Youth

Terrasolisdubai | SAWAH

World's Away

V-STAR RECORDS PRESENTS:

"What's Up"

By : SIRA MOON
Prod. by Smokehouse Beat

Whats Up

Off The Grid [2020 LOST FILES] J. Kelly & Greg Sandbox

Flowers

Get It Done

WayBackHome

A LA BASE

[Intro: Juice WRLD & Future]
DY Krazy
Hmm, I'm gon' kick it on this
Max know we just stay kickin' that shit
Huh, I be kickin' that shit so much
I damn near, I should play soccer on this bitch

[Chorus]
Don't be callin' up my phone with that fuck shit, no, not today
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Bro just got a new gun, it's from Russia, yeah it's a K (Yeah)
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Taking all these drugs, pray my body function, tryin' to numb the pain
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Not afraid to say I live what I rap, it's the truth, I'm not ashamed
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

[Verse 1]
I got pills in my body (Yeah), bills in my pocket (Yeah)
They won't fit in the wallet (Yeah)
Young, rich, and poppin'
Safe full of commas, liver filled with toxins
Heart full of trauma, with the soul of a lion
I'm touring, scoring, stats like Jordan
Places foreign (Yeah), crêpes in the morning (Hey)
These hoes boring, got me snoring
So many hoes, if I wanted, I could go Mormon
My anxiety is like my cash flow, enormous
My demons do what I do to my enemies, torment
Said "Fuck school," those college dorms can suck my dick until the morning
Sometimes life hits with no warning
Bites like Tyson, darkness swarming
The few people that I love are my umbrellas when it's storming
[Chorus]
Don't be callin' up my phone with that fuck shit, no, not today
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)
Bro just got a new gun, it's from Russia, yeah it's a K
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)
Taking all these drugs, pray my body function, tryin' to numb the pain
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)
Not afraid to say I live what I rap, it's the truth, I'm not ashamed
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah (Uh, uh)

[Verse 2]
Percs, lean, smoke, all to the brain (Ayy, ayy)
I don't fuck with the soap or the coke
I don't play those games
Nah, nah, I don't play nose games
In the bed, codeine to the head with my main thing
She my all, so when we dropping drawls, raw dog game
Who knew making love'll put a damper on the rain?
Didn't know what love was 'til she came my way
Uh, oh yeah, usually getting soaked in my thoughts, but I don't care
Pray to God, I don't know how I know, but I know he's there
And I know that life ain't fair
Drugs, drama, love affairs, violence, hate, in the air
But I still live through those moments
Take control of my situation, own it
Pray to God for wisdom and patience, need it
Sometimes I forget everything happens for a reason

Get It Done

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