My new meds have me WHOOPED. Ask Star Baddie. We were out, and I took my meds on schedule. I was out cold within minutes. So I have to work according to how the meds make me feel.
The meds got me thinking I'm a better person. I'm conscientiously a better person. Kinder, selfless, more understanding. But I can't make music the way I used to! Granted the content is thicker...
If you've been prescribed meds, stay on them. They do help. Maybe my output was superhuman. I may have bit odd more than I can chew by putting out so much music. Well, if it helped you, it's worth the adjustnent.
Here's the new kid with a new song. Ain't change since Midnight Blue was on. Niggas like, "Why you doing songs? You write it, you could get publishing!" I'm like, "You knew that because... two. Either trauma or the dude speaking like a Llama on Green (DiBia$e)." You understand, then #TheUnderground knows what I mean. My flow is obscene. Apparently, it's not what makes a lot of dough for cats. But they ain't write OR wrote the crap, NOR do they know what I'm DOING when I rap, so... I just move back. Allow the hatred. Now there's hatred because a lot of paper comes with the loudness of hatred. So says the people who've made chips...
(hook) Everybody treats me like a dummy!
[they feel I'm not a man; they feel I'm not a man, y'all!]
So I can't see what they would want from me...
[I just chill out in my hand; chill out as a vanguard!]
(verse 2)
Night-night, take a dirt nap. Irwin R., with the most absurd bars. And I don't need a Virgil. I already took one virginity, so Herschel, walk me from one place to the other. While I'm betting on the game. Like Walt. Close the fridge, unless you're so cold that you're "goin' in". I tried to do it for love. Then loved translated to a Dream. Got shot by a 6. The plot is to be the Top 5 while trying this shit. Gettin' it! Gettin' it! Gettin' it! Grab the dice and... hit the wall wit' it! Now how sick is that? Sick as ALL Y'ALL THOUGHTS, OF WHICH I'M SIPPIN'!
(hook) Everybody treats me like a dummy!
[they feel I'm not a man; they feel I'm not a man, y'all!]
So I can't see what they would want from me...
[I just chill out in my hand; chill out as a vanguard!]
(verse 3)
You go Left with One, you end up enlightened. Now give me a dollar for that stipend. A bar that can pay you. Also a bar that can save you. But, money is the root of all evil, since when you get Right with money, you end up with an Eagle. And I am The One. Tears in my eyes. Crying to The Sun like, "Please hear me reply... I don't really need this! This is bullshit!" But where my mom is from (mind you I'm from Cleveland), that very bull... that not-so-scary-bull... is a necessary tool. So I laugh at... fools who try to get anywhere other than left. Then they get left, when I get my respect by getting enlightened.
Absolutely no typing (writing)
(hook) Everybody treats me like a dummy!
[they feel I'm not a man; they feel I'm not a man, y'all!]
So I can't see what they would want from me...
[I just chill out in my hand; chill out as a vanguard!]
^ ^ ^ ^
One of my favorite songs in recent years.
Samples Ted Dibiase's Titantron music, "It's All About The Money". Originally produced by Grandmaster Flash.
I know more about money than I will ever let you know. Too bad I need it.
The title is a quote from a DJ Nick interview back in 2019.
So... last year, I went on an #IndependentMediaBlitz. Now, a media blitz is when an artist does interviews with MANY different outlets in one day. I posted on Twitter/X that I wanted to do interviews with StarChasers. And some good relationships came of it (shouts to Jay Kasai). Still, I managed to knock out about 10 different interviews. Some are online, some are probably in a secret stash somewhere.
This year, I am ordering my releases THE SAME WAY THE BUSINESS DOES. Every month, a new release, with teasers of music to come later in the year. In fact, Sonic Movie 3 determines how much music you get from me. Will it drop on Christmas? No matter when the movie drops, you can bet on a deluge of music from myself.
I would love to collaborate more with my StarChasers. I just need more money. My current price is $600 for a 16-bar verse, and $1000 for an exclusive CH instrumental. $1200 for both. It sounds like a lot, but for what the music is worth and the effort that goes into it, it's really not much.
On the phone with StarChaser Screwheili. A collaborator of sorts, as he drops Screw tapes of classic, rare records. Check him out! youtube.com/screwheili
Of the many offers I've been getting, the most lucrative one seems to ask for more "sacrifice". I already lost my mother to the game, so I don't have much to lose. But is it of God to sacrifice anything to another mortal?
As you (my fellow Goths/StarChasers) may know, I have been strengthening my faith in God/The Lord/Jesus. It doesn't help that StarChasin' Jason is a pain in the butt about it. But it also hurts that people want a "less woke" version of me to push to the masses.
Is it of God?
The way people came down on me for being high with Sha-leik let me FURTHER know that no one is ready for my rockstar lifestyle. I guess y'all just want the best of/from/for me. That's beautiful. But I was me before I met you. Nevertheless, I question whether my ways were of God, despite fearing God in all that I did.
Mind you, this was almost 20 years ago. I've outgrown doing certain things, I've grown out of certain friendships. I still have a hunger for music, though. I just want to NOT have to compete. Like, I don't want to make a record to "son" "these lil niggas". I was once a "lil nigga" on the come-up, so I get their hunger.
I'm just vibing this morning to the sounds of birds and Joe Biden.
I do plan on going live today (@ 12). No frets. And yes, there is a song for this month. As with both, massive strategy goes into it. I just want to give my StarChasers what the game's been missing. lol almost a hint, but I have no Juelz content in my library or agenda (other than in my mind and heart, like with the rest of Dip Set).
No word yet on my cholesterol, but my next doctor's visit is in a few months. Until then, I'm eating less (I usually eat when I'm depressed or high; bad combo and timing) and walking more. There's a workout spot in the building I'm moving into, literally right next door to my apartment. So I'll be working out and going live from the gym. I'm still taking my meds (no matter how tired they make me) and seeing a therapist. Music is no longer my only outlet for pain.
I got my Retroid Pocket to work again, so I'll be playing oldschool video games in my spare time. Definitely been inspired in the last few days to make some VGM-esque music. My music is already in 7.8 bits, which makes it hard to decipher what's a synth and what's a sample. The beauty of illusion, ya know?
Love IS on the horizon for me. I'm just more mature than EVER before, so I'm going to appreciate this one more than the others. As delicate as the situation is, I can't afford to be insensitive or even remotely close to chauvinistic. My needs come second to hers. Music is The Sun in our eyes. I love her for understanding the grind it takes to be ...even CONSIDERED nowadays, no less considered one of the greats.
Also no word yet on a deal. Not tryna rush it and get a bum deal. Also, I'm not in a hurry to be told what to do with my music. Enjetic signed a deal, but didn't read that in the contract they put a strict "No Sampling" clause. Not my loss, but I put in a lot of work for an EP that HE wanted to do for this deal, only to have my work be replaced by someone else. He says he's not gonna drop it, but only time will tell.
Shouts to #SuperTightWoody. A collab is in the works, as of this morning. No telling where things can go, but all signs are pointing up... holla back, Double OD!!!
Aight. Enough of the Reading Rainbow. See y'all Live @ 12!!!
