There have been a few times in my life, if ever, where I wanted to wait in a dimly lit parking lot standing in the rain. I had never been to this area before and was beginning to wonder if I had typed in the wrong address on my GPS. After driving thirty minutes to the outskirts of Atlanta, I ended up in Doraville, GA following a winding street, a row of parked cars, and the promise of the sluttiest cheeseburger in Georgia.

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There is always a curiosity as to what makes a particular artist resonate with people. Is it their story, relatability, or something different altogether? I have always known that everything wasn’t meant for me and I try to respect other people’s opinion. For so long hip-hop has been a refuge for the misfits, misunderstood, and minorities from all walks of life.

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