I love rap music. Like, the introspective flow.
J. Cole, Outkast, Kid Cudi especially.
I want to make good rap, but I’m terrified.
I think I sound stupid, but everytime I’m alone in my car, I play instrumentals and practice.
Pressfield says the thing you love the most, the thing that scares you not to do is “resistance”.
This week I mean to face it.
Today, my friend P. Suade is moving into my house.
He’s a rapper.
I’ve set up a little recording space in the basement.
I’m gonna learn to flow.