If you're living poor, broke, and dangerous, most of the music comparing Bentleys and Bugattis was made with you in mind.

Be it escapism or the hood Horatio Alger, all that "watch the throne" stuff is for people of modest means. Prosperity Gospel via rap, a topic we've already touched on in previous posts.

But once you get some (whole)food(s) in your belly, a whip that ain't 10 years old, a few brand names in your closet, drinking that top shelf, splurging on the good weed - Who writes for you?

Of course you don't have everything, but the worst days ain't the birthdays no more.

Who inspires you?
How are they inspiring you?

What do you say to the comfortably numb?

After you've gotten further up Maslow's pyramid, is the only thing you can nod your head to about self actualization?

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