THE[stuck]BOX

i feel like im stuck in a freakin cartoon. Like i'm on Dragon Ball Z and i'm stuck in the moment right before he releases one of the biggest powershots he could possibly conjure up.....
like anxious fingers awaiting the four-count as the Motif prepares to record the masterpiece that rests between yur eyelids and the back of our head.....
like I'm at the milli-second before climax.....wait....gettin a little excited there lol. but yu Get the point.

I am finally about to set out on this ridiculous journey, and take my music where I lead it [NOT] vice versa....

Mixxtape in the works.
Of course you'll Love it. No ?u3stion.

I'm so dead serious about this music. I got a message(s). I got my Team. I got my weapon(s). Beats/Pens/Pads/Mics/Keys/Speakers/Fans = Fatality.

.....I'm a rubber band that just keeps gettin stretched further and further.....
.....you want it to sting so you keep stretching.....
.....your conscience is setting "let it loose, that's good enough", but you keep stretching.....
.....you fear it snapping, but the potential for success is far greater than the potential for demise, so you sttrreettcchhh.....
.....til you're certain it can't take any more and you point it in the way you want it to fly.....
and just let it go.

B[oardR]oom is the hand right now....I'm the rubber band. Still getting stretched. Mixtapes = Ssttrreettcchhh..... No money = Ssttrreettcchhh..... Being told "You're Not Hungry" = Ssttrreettcchhh..... Album not finished yet = Ssttrreettcchhh.....

and now.
:aim:

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