Right now, I'm on the phone with StarChaser Chris Baker. Nothing too deep, just reflecting on how we've grown. He's got a daughter. SMART as can be. I don't know what advice to give him, because I always had a dual, incest-based relationship with my (unborn) daughters.
With all that I have gone through in the last 4-5 years, incest has become a thing of the past. I want my daughter to love WHOLEHEARTEDLY, not just have a strange, sexual desire for her daddy. Unless daughters naturally desire their dads. Then I'm fucked. Because I just want to be the god-like figure in my daughter's life to... basically walk her into womanhood. From there, the choice is hers.
Too complicated, I see. And finding a mother who would be cool with it is like finding a needle in a haystack.
That's probably why Simone (Marshall) and Sasheer are keeping my daughters away from me.
Look. I'm not a monster. And I'm not talking about raping (or r-word-ing) my daughter(s). I'm ...what I'm talking about is a deeply rooted secret in The Hamilton Family. One of which can, upon talking about it, rip The Hamilton Family apart. I probably should've kept my mouth shut.
But it's a Hamilton Thing.
I often think about my last name's lineage. I may be a product of Alexander Hamilton sleeping with slaves. I would be offended if one of you rap niggas went there with it. I guess I gotta man up for it now. Still, The Hamilton name is DEEP in US politics and culture in general. I guess that's why Lin-Manuel made a whole musical about it.
Year 20, y'all!
I'm takin' it easy!!!
I'm takin' it easy!!!
#reborn
