Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, the beauty of life is defined in what you put into it. Autumn is where I put in the most work, from schools, to sports, to this music. I swear I have been hype since last year. BTW the work that was put out last year, the material on real beats, that are not of commercial value can be found here;
http://www.hotnewhiphop.com/en/view-album/18588-awesome-autumn-pt-1-%26quot%3Bautumn-feeling%26quot%3B!
Check out that album right there to see what this all about, to understand what is to come. I could careless about being a billionaire yet, because the hardest thing I ever had to deal with in life is defeat. I never put the effort into anything because I just would hate to feel like Lebron did last year. That's not being disrespectful, that is honesty. He's a great player, but he wants to win, and so did I. That's not my philosophy anymore, because people love music just like me. It doesn't take this super sophisticated lyrical essence to make movement music. Now that is not to say that anything can past thru, because true hip hop heads want substance. They want to hear something refreshing and new, and be able to zone on the bad days, on the rainy days, on the snowy days, on the AUTUMN DAYS when things slow down and everyone is more home based. I am a big supporter of my fellow peers, and I am not sectioned to any bit, or piece of music. Im not harder core, soft, or party, I am what I am as a writer. Everyone has many aspects of them, so why should i be limited. I have to thank drake a little for that cause he brought that back to reality. We make music for u, but we have to put ourselves in the equation and feel it as u would. Autumn Feeling may have had certain issues with my flow, but it was my first experience doing what I love. It was still classic, because if u listen u can hear that it has awesome value to it. But Awesome Autumn pt 2 is around the corner. Autumn 2 Remember is huge. I'm working, doing what I love, and if for free or not, its what I love. How about you?
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It is said that the heart can not be justified to it's actions, but only to it's nature. The nature is has grown accustom to. The Nature accredited to how it is loved and cared for. It is said that this heart on it's loneliest moments can be found at Broken Hearts Corner. The corner where it begins it's destruction, the same destruction that creates Cold Mornings. Those cold drops that we feel amongst our skin on those misty mornings aren't of rain from the heavens, but tears from the broken hearts that ravage the earth trying to find joy. Those Rain Drops Never cease the pain we feel. They just prolong the emotional state in which something stupid occurs and as it echoes through the body I Be Dreaming, dreaming of happiness, we continue to fall screaming can you Hear Me. But as we fall and fall, we find slight hope as our hearts beg the feeling to Wait 4 Me. The thrill of the moment we just seem to Love It. Loving the physical detailing, the touching, the love for the night. Soon we find out shes nothing more that a Party Girl, with normal ambition to get knocked and take it all, and live the ride. So what we once thought was, brings us back to the hour, the hour, the hour of up and down. The Twerk Hour. So as she does/ he does their thing you rush home from your polly movement to leave your Rotten Gift Bag. May they accept the hatred built up over time, the same hatred that brought upon the Date of Depression. So as that bright, caring red heart endures all of the pain, the shock, and disbelief it turns numb, and cold. It becomes Heartless, it becomes a case of a Hopeless Romantic. As that individual stares into Mirrors of Pain. Over the wild of the night we hear the houls toward the moon, of the heartless, the cold, the souls lost in love and life.......................................
