Songs come naturally, but nothing beats being able to just say what I want.
However, I censor myself in this blog.
Many sentences start with "I".
I'm not that self-centered.
So, about this year.
I am planning on starting a company.
I already have one, just waiting in the wings.
But now, it's about treating artists the way their supposed to be treated.
Which may cost a lot of money.
Sampling is a blessing.
It's just a financial hardship.
And you could lose friends and business partners with the wrong record.
To make it clear, Kanye's "Champion" was a subliminal at Jay.
Check "Kid Charlemagne" by Steely Dan (one of my favorite bands).
He was calling Jay a "fake king", and saying that he's a lyrical champion by taking him on.
Either that, or he was biggin me up for being a young king.
It is what it is.
SEGA, I'm not sure if I have all the answers anymore.
I believe the answers lie within you.
I can't trust my within anymore.
Everything is cluttered and corroded.
I have eroded my own cheat sheet.
I have a wise sage on my block in Harlem.
He got me thinking of joining the Zulu nation.
I'm sure I talked about it before.
Joining the Zulu Nation.
If I do, it would be because of 9th Wonder.
I'm just not sure how to be a leader, and I hate being a student.
I did love being Mr. Vartorella's student, but my calling is music.
English is just my chosen native tongue.
I have a lot on my mind today, so I may be blogging more.
Happy Birthday, Lisa!
Kiss Ava for me...
And on that note,
~follow the buzzards~