there are several moments throughout my weeks where I thoroughly do not want to be here. the good days are really good days, typically. sometimes the stark contrast can feel too steep.
I am going to show the world how good I really am. very few can do what I do. I will execute the plan. I will break bread with my brothers & sisters. I will have a billboard hit. I will continue to prove my ear & voice & work with any damn artist I please. then we will celebrate.
I miss my friends. I miss having half the responsibility I do now. I miss free-styling & rolling up wood after wood with nothing better to do. I miss making music because it was simply fun. I miss a lot. I have faith that I’ll capture some of those feelings again in a new light.