I Am

Midnight mentoring with a bang: a voice that tears pages from a notebook and throws them straight into the hall. Here are memories from the ‘back streets’ and stubbornness that makes your teeth grind - as if past lives are surfacing between the lines, and in the end it all boils down to a simple refrain, ‘I am who I am’ - no apologies, no compromises.

This is not a song, but a rap memoir with a prickly warmth: bragging alongside vulnerability, jokes alongside threats, and a constant ‘don't back down’ mantra. The images - the north side, driveways, projects, empty bottles and hollow bullets - paint a picture that is both irritating and heartwarming.

Listen to it when you need to let off steam, feel unvarnished honesty, and be a little rowdy in the ear of the universe. Like a diary entry read aloud at maximum volume.