Reminder

There’s a song called ‘Hazelnut Butter’ by Medium Troy. One line says, “I want everyone to call their mom right now and let her know that she’s the shit.” The first time I heard the song, I called my mom directly after. “So, you think I’m the shit?” she said laughing. My mom passed away last year. All I’m saying, is every chance you get to tell someone that you love them, do it. I’m glad I did that day.

Same Henshaw – Doubt

My sister showed me this song and damn, does its make me feel good.

Just Like Everybody Else

Wait, am I just like
Everybody else?
I don’t hurt people,
Like everybody else.
Well, I hurt people a little,
Like everybody else.
But my heart’s real big, right?
Unlike everybody else.

Wait, am I just like
Everybody else?
I don’t steal, I don’t kill,
Like everybody else.
Well, I steal just a little,
Like everybody else.
But Facebook too crowded now,
Unlike everybody else.

Wait, am I just like
Everybody else?
I don’t get mad and hate,
Like everybody else.
Well, I hate just a little,
Like everybody else.
But I hate all the right ones,
Unlike everybody else.

Now I see, I’m just like
Everybody else.
I complain and I moan,
Like everybody else.
Well, maybe a bit more
Than everybody else.
But I think I’m the best,
And keep it all to myself.

-TS

Nightmares on wax – Back to Nature

 

Uncle Sam Goddamn – Brother Ali

Propaganda – Darkie

Father, what have we done? We made black feel too black. We made pale feel too red-headed. We made the bright feel psychotic. We made the motivated feel like a disorder. We made them all feel outside of your love.

Anderson Paak – Tiny Desk Concert

I mean, this is fire.

Earth – Made for Tomorrow

Hope – Produced by Made for Tomorrow

In this current season of political chaos and personal strife, I have felt uneasy; like there is little I can do to help. In the middle of all the swirling negativity, this is my prayer.

More

I want more grace dripping from all of my pores
more women who won’t call their own mothers whores
More men who can’t be bought at any price
men who pick up their kids and put down the dice

I want more programs for the youth after school
More teachers who think that Christ is cool
More mentors to show up at the house
More people telling me what life’s all about

I want more ambition and less politicians
More God willin and less mob villains
I want more Sunday mornings that last the whole week
Less listening to the media and more to God speak

I want more grandma’s house with fam in the woods
More family dinners with boys in the hood
More homeless men showing up to my church
More people hanging on with every verse

I need to be surrounded by those who are driven
More people who realize just what God’s given
Way less anger, terror, judgment and strife
Way more people who are willing to go all night

Give me more classic cars bumping rap from the 80s
More Marshall Mathers and less Slim Shadys
And if my brothers and sisters are headed toward hades
Give me more pastors quick who make the grade please