Your girl BobbybPhoolan is back at it, murdering these beats 🎧 like a crime scene 💥 Produced by the one and only BeeKool, ‘ONE TIME’ is all raw energy, REAL bars, and that Rude Gyal confidence. Press play and witness the damage at your own risk ⚠️😂💯

Shoutout to all the real ones supporting my music
🫡✨Mad love always! ..And to the OPPs, keep my name out y’all mouths before you choke on it. Y’all obsessed… might as well send me flowers at this point 💐😂💯

Shoutout to Jay Coke for the Dope Cover Art 🖼️

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“Requiem for a Flawed Capitalism” is a ciphered indictment — a funeral verse for a system that promised freedom but delivered exhaustion. It’s not just a critique of capitalism’s excesses; it’s a requiem because the damage is already done, and the mourning is overdue.
Here’s the architecture behind the lyric:
Conceptual Spine is based on W.E Du Bois’s warning — “The slave went free; stood a brief moment in the sun…” — becomes the opening wound.
That “moment” is reframed as a false dawn, where emancipation mutated into wage servitude, and the plantation became the platform.
Central Metaphor: The Spin Cycle
Old stains: slavery, colonialism, racial capitalism
New detergents: democracy, meritocracy, “equal opportunity”
Fresh cycles: gig economy, debt peonage, algorithmic bias
Fabric softener: diversity optics, corporate inclusion, sanitized history The metaphor exposes how exploitation is rebranded, not removed — the drum keeps spinning, and we tumble again.
Visual and Emotional Tone
Urban decay, discarded tech, fog-drenched skylines — the imagery reflects a world where capital has outlived its conscience.
The lyric doesn’t beg for reform — it architects rupture, naming the mechanisms and refusing the soft lies.
Cipher Rap × Funeral Cadence
The delivery is Nas-style: poetic, militant, reflective.
It’s not just a rap — it’s a requiem, a eulogy for a system that never mourned its victims.
The chant:
Why It Resonates
Because it doesn’t just name the problem — it exposes the architecture, flips the optics, and demands clarity. It’s not nostalgia. It’s not reform. It’s a ciphered reckoning.

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