My first ever recorded song, I will forever leave this here for the years to come. I previously had this private because I was embarrassed of the way I sounded (hence the genre #trash), but reflecting on it now I've made it public because I WAS LOWKEY SPITTING OK BARS FOR MY FIRST EVER SONG LIKE I THOUGHT THAT SHIT WAS DOODOO WHEN I FIRST MADE IT AND I WAS SO SCARED AND EMBARRASSED THAT I HAD TO SHOW MY FRIENDS. I remember how this song came about, THAT FAT ASS NIGGA CHRIS (love you a lot bruh), kept on pressuring me to make a song, every other day he would say "WHEN THE FUCK ARE YOU DROPPING SONG FOO" "WHERES THE SONG AT", and at the time being I was borrowing his little tiny mic that I still have to record because I didn't have anything to record with. After many many weeks of stretching the fact that I'll drop a song I told him that on this specific day I'll drop a song and if not he could take the mic back from me, he previously would tell me how he wants the mic back because I wasn't dropping shit, which applied even more pressure to me. At times I would feel uncomfortable from all the pressure of him telling me to drop a song, and yes I was very ambitious to create a song but at that time I felt that I was not quite yet in the space to make a song, so I would stall all the time, but I still really wanted to create something I just felt like I was incapable of doing so. I wanted this shit to actually come out good and not come out like some other dumbass "bitches, smoking, and money" first soundcloud rap song, I hate music like that, I'm a very self aware person and I know what sounds good to me and what doesn't, another reason as to why I took so long to make this song. But I promised Chris that on this specific day I will drop a song. And I wanted very last minute to even begin writing, I didn't sleep at all that night and I had school the next day. I started writing/recording around 11:30 pm and stopped around 7 am when it was time for me to get ready for school, and I made this horrific compilation of sounds, but it holds a lot of memory, good and stressful, that inspire me. No one I think in my life other than my family have pressured me to do something that can benefit me as a person, pressured in the sense of keeping one focused and motivated to complete something that they want, and shout out Chris for pressuring and constantly reminding me to MAKE THAT FUCKING SONG and for pushing me to just do it already, thank you for pushing me to make something even as mediocre and as miniscule as this. I will live this here forever, and let it sit in the universe of the internet. (Godamn why do I sound like a Bi college student writing an essay). Wonder what's finna happen in the years to come. (ALSO IF I FUCKED UP ON GRAMMAR OR MISSPELLING OR JUST SHIT THAT DON'T MAKE SENSE LEAVE ME ALOOONNEE, I'M TOO LAZY TO GO CHECK BACK, ENJOY.)

Jèan Pièrre