I think this is the perfect time for my first music review. Drake’s new album? Coming very soon. Tomorrow maybe?

My mom can’t feed me, my boyfriend beats me
I have sex for money, the hood don’t love me
The cops wanna kill me, this nonsense built me
And I got noooo place to gooo
They bomb my village, they call us killers
Took me off they welfare, can’t afford they health care
My teacher won’t teach me, my master beats me
And it huuurts meee soooul


They took my daughter, we ain’t got no water
I can’t get hired, they cross on fire
We all got suspended, I just got sentenced
So I got noooo place to gooo
They threw down my gang sign, I ain’t got no hang time
They talk about my sneakers, poisoned our leader
My father ain’t seen me, turn off my TV
‘Cause it huuurts meee soooul

They say I’m infected, this is why I injected
I had it aborted, we got deported
My laptop got spyware, they say that I can’t lie here
But I got no place to go
I can’t stop eatin, my best friend’s leavin
My pastor touched me, I love this country
I lost my earpiece, I hope y’all hear me
‘Cause it huuurts meee soul

  -Lupe Fiasco

My friend ivited me to go see Chris Brown & Tyga. Never.

I can’t stand the fucker. He can’t rhyme and it sounds like he’s slobbering all over the mic when he raps.

… and if I think & act like you the world will die from not seeing something new.