By this time in my life, I had resolved the issues that I had with housing, money and even in love. I had a solid foothold in life and yet, a huge piece was missing. My mom was arrested for something pretty mundane: she loves to look at unfinished houses and dream about having one. As a kid, My mom moved us into a trailer but my mom always wanted a big house. One particular house she loved but it had someone living in it. The lady didn't like seeing my mom looking around plus she was white and scary so she called the cops. 

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long story short, she spent a year or so in there and my heart was gone.

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I fell into a depression and fucked up a lot but it led to the creation of this album. Probably the best sounding project i've ever made. Ironically.

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It was a love letter to my mom while reflecting on my life at that point.

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I lost a lot of people I loved to violence and I hadn't dealt with the grief.

My very first, official album (LP). It was ambitious and really my first foray into making something sound... commercial. I didn't stick with the formula, as you can prolly tell. However, people really responded to this joint. It came on the heels of personal hardship, as does most good art. I was heart broken, broke(I had a job but they cut my hours bc they didn't wanna pay for my insurance lol), spiraling socially bc of how much weed I was smoking and the cherry on top: I was getting evicted bc my roommate disappeared and I couldn't afford the rent alone. So, all these things went into a melting pot of music and it came out... kind of good. 

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The problem? 

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It was rushed on the mixing side of things and it didn't sound as good as it could've. Still easily the most complete thing i've done at that point in my career.

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The ten year anniversary is soon.