
"I want the money, money and the cars, cars and the clothes, the hoes, I suppose, I jus wanna be, I jus wanna be successful" - Drake
A few weeks ago I was at a venue that I was set to perform at and I was just kind of aloof and distant. A friend of mines was their and she pointed out that I wasn't being as conversational as I usually am. I told her that sometimes I can be a bit antisocial. Her reply to me was that she never recognized that, and maybe it was the fame getting to me. I kind of laughed it off, because I don't feel at all famous...yet. In some ways more than others. This last year of my life I have accumulated a hell of alot more popularity in my city due to the success of my band Fresh Cut Collective. And I enjoy it. It's kind of weird at times though, I'm starting to see what lies ahead, but am I ready?
Really I just want the money, maybe a new car, some fresh clothes. U know the basics. I have already said that if I blow up that I'm still staying at my current apartment because hell 400 a month is great if u have hundreds of thousands in the bank! Plus thats more money for sour diesel and other artist essentials!
The fame however I could go with out. It all comes in one package though you know. i just hope it doesn't unexpectedly hit too hard because i don't want to succumb to the pressures of success like Kanye West. Even more so like Kurt Cobain, DJ AM and countless rock stars like Hendrix and Morrison.
I sometimes have these strange out of body deja vu experiences when I'm on stage in the middle of an intense performance. Maybe its the lack of oxygen to my brain from rapping too many bars and not taking a breath. Maybe it's a sign that i am on the right track. Maybe I'm nuts and should drink less whiskey while performing...it's so, so good though! Sometimes it's as if the world is slows down and I'm seeing everything in slow motion. The looks on people's faces amaze me. Eyes staring, jaws dropped in disbelief. Sometimes it is alot to take in at one time. I'm happy they appreciate it. I sort of fear what is to come, not because I'm scared, but because the depths of fame are unknown. I'm ready though, i think I can handle it. When it gets crazy I'm moving to Africa anyway.
The fame, I know it's coming.....
OneLove & BlaxLife
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