David Banner
“Cadillac on 22s”

I had a minor epiphany this morning, which followed a great branding idea. In all, it averaged out to, like, a little bit of a fart or something. The residual ontos of which, though, is how much I Fucking Love This Song. But I couldn’t tell you why.

I’m still (still) writing some piece (“piece”) on why it is I like “hip-hop,” and it’s a real nut. There are so many avenues that seem automatically closed down.¹ Which all screams at me (screams at me, I tell you!) that I’m thinking about it the wrong way. Because the right way to think about it, when you’re thinking about it the right way, you’re not met with impenetrable walls.

So, this post here is not, like, a paean to this David Banner song because I’m still not in the right place to write that. But I just wanted to tell you that sometimes when you’re writing something, you’re going to run against walls, and they suck. They mean you’re doing it wrong. But you can run into all the walls in the world and that doesn’t mean that you are wrong. It just means you need to turn around and look for another path there.