Chapter Two-Home

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I think I mentioned that I sing, if I didn't then, I love to sing. I have written so many songs, I have many beats and melody's and pitches that all sound like-for me-home. Something that pisses me off, is that there are people who have this talent and they have opportunity to put themselves out there but they give up halfway. I just want to see them prosper and grow as an artist because I would kill to have the equipment and privileges they have to become something, now, I'm not saying they have to be the next Billie Eilish or anything, to succeed you don't need millions of followers or people to like your music, all you need is confidence, love, support, and yourself. I think music is significant and beautiful if only it means something to you and if you are touched by the music or if you are attached or you connect with it. To make music you don't have to have been through shit, no way. Half the "rap" you hear, those people probably had a cousin who actually went through the shit they are saying they went trough, like you really want me to believe that the whole SOB X RBE "gang" all had a brother shot, no that's just bull. But whatever, ok😂. Over the past 6 months I have grown a love for Latin music. I mean I have always loved my occasional Prince Royce and Alex Rose and my Brazilian bops. But its weird now, its different.

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