Y’all finished or y’all done? Naw Fr I’m Out ✌️

late but in

are we speaking in codes?

in celebration 💯

Scoop

Drop out a new whip, like I’m a slave master… ? Those words together… It sends chills down my spine. I pull a two zip, nigga; I’m feelin' way better… ? One is reminded of the famous psychoanalyst Sigmund Freud. Freud writes, “Life, as we find it, is too hard for us; it brings us too many pains, disappointments and impossible tasks. In order to bear it we cannot dispense with palliative measures… There are perhaps three such measures: powerful deflections, which cause us to make light of our misery; substitutive satisfactions, which diminish it; AND INTOXICATING SUBSTANCES, WHICH MAKE US INSENSIBLE TO IT.” But Future’s sensibility shines through, and you can see his creativity as an act of his own therapy. You can hear it in his voice.

I’ll briefly say something… These are some of the most powerful rap lyrics I have ever heard. The poetry is on par with even William Blake. It’s not a fabrication; he is speaking his own truth. He is there for you and me; he is trying to be there if you need him, because he knows what it is to need someone. He knows what it is to lose someone, to lose yourself–to become swallowed by the pain and the adversity, when everything seems against you. He disguises his pain and transforms the hedonistic mentality of rap into something extraordinarily humanistic and emotional. When he pulls up… you know how he came. His tears are the rain; his new whip is the history of the oppression he has to bear not only as an artist but as someone of colored skin. He’s not doing it for himself: this is obvious. He’s got his money; he has his jewels and diamonds; he has his pain. He does it for those who are gone, and he realizes that he is within the same thing that Yamz was in. He’s on codeine and codeine killed Yamz. Do it for double… he’s gone.

How powerful. Absolutely incredible

hi fam

yes

glad to see you guys still alive <3

kdot

DOT

thx kendrick for being the goat