Shout out to my
man Psyopsogist on still being alive. We reconnected and he sent me a batch of
beats a couple years back, old shit he wasn’t proud of, which I of course loved
a bunch of them. We had a couple recording sessions, but never got shit to
where we were happy, and life’s busy as fuck for the both of us. But it’s his
birthday, so I’m thankful the song of the day happened to cycle magically to one
of his beats.
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