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Outta my Head On Sunset Boulevard (My time in Hollywood)

I picked this school out of all the other music schools in the United States for the sake of LA. Before getting there I had expected LA to be warm, sunny, full of palm trees, like in the movies, and it really was just as I had envisioned it to be. I had signed up for the unofficial Mediterranean experience brought to me by Los Angeles, California. It was a cool experience, I’ve gotta say. Classes were only five days a week lasting up until noon. I had the whole day to myself after that. Everyday I’d go on these long walks fueled by Hollywood’s constant Bizarreness, music in my ears, Guitar strapped on to my back and my favourite ahem ahem plant ahem. Hollywood is probably the only place in the world to have a systemised routine for structured intrinsically interesting chaos. Everyday was never the same, and also everyday was the same, you’ll probably know the full extent of what I’m saying once you get there and live and breathe the Hollywood air for six months like I did. Every walk I...

Kid Supreme (The Soul Behind The Machine)

It took me a while to realise as a kid that there were other kids in the world that were obsessed with the things I was obsessed with. This thought didn’t sit well with me, I wanted to be the king of the world, I wanted to be Kid Supreme. I didn’t wanna be just another pattern, and I was probably very young at the time when all these thoughts started flooding my brain. This was one of the main reasons I never got along with other kids, I just couldn’t believe I was born into a world full of kids just like me, or not maybe exactly like me, but I mean in the way how we all wore the same uniforms when we went to school.  School, I hated this word. Everything I ever knew at that young age I had learned by listening, English was the first language I ever learned, I had unintentionally developed a pretty decent vocabulary for a three year old, I had shocked my whole family apparently. I was deemed a child prodigy, I was just a kid and all that praise definitely went to my head, it should...

Elevator Boomin (Rap Verse)

Analysis became intuitive.  Fades away into the background, second nature.   You’re truly aware,   aware that you’ll never be truly aware,   yet still aware.   Tryna balance what you know and what you don’t,   losing yourself the second you think you’re in control.   All that was subtle now right in your face,   and yet you struggle understanding what subtle is.   We’re but bottles of water,   elevator inside that goes from ground to top floor,   no cap (pun intended).   Somehow pulling UNO reverses   make you look like you’re trippin,   hypocritical people calling people hypocritical.   Vampires all around me tryna get me  Well I carved myself plenty wooden stakes Turned all my silver into Razor blades  I’m Van Helsing, Mother Fucker  Let’s see what y'all gon do now  People runnin outta ideas,   Art is the new recycling bin.   But not for me,   not for me,   not me,  ...