Some of the iller art one can create is simple, un worked, and comes from just playing around….Ive been working with this artist named Dior…..just Dior. Sounds like a fragrance that the ladies a la Baie won’t spray on me cause I walk with a bop…..losers. I already smell good. Anyway Dior and I have been getting together on weekends recording some joints etc….My girl can belt it out.
We sip tea, and talk politics, and all things ghetto….Im learning the intricacies of Ghetto anatomy. One always must remain mindful of what adjective one is using….Ghetto is not the same as Gully, is not the same as reffy….etc…
There are many words to describe the severe penury (eh kelly…penury) that afflicts people….The gully object of the post: the autotuner. The ghetto aspect: being surrounded by kleenex and tea cups in my studio with a stack of bills piled on my expensive gear (Irony)…..is Irony ghetto?
Anyway, im confused.
New Joint, Click and DL ——> Ghetto (Dior ft. Sikh Produced my Sikh)