My Purpose.

i swear.. the shit i do for hip-hop. i guess that's why i'm a master at being patient. god wanted me to be an artist, because he didn't want me to rap or be a DJ. he's torturing me by making me just a fan.

i've figured it out.

he molded me into this crazed, hip-hop fan.. but i can't craftily be involved in it. my mind is a jukebox.

beats haunt me.
bars comfort me.
an emcee with an awesome cadence is like a lullaby.