Soon you'll understand...

I was thinking, if I was loopy and somehow always found myself in the middle of a fiasco, I'd hope Chilly would sit me down and give me some cool for thought. He's made some mistakes, so listening to him would probably do me some good. Maybe that'd break down those walls in my mind and set me free. Help me realize that even the coolest can't always act like a superstar. It doesn't matter if you've been lucky enough to fall asleep in Paris and wake up in Tokyo and you have all the fame in the world, that gold watch you love to wear doesn't define you. You are who you are, on the inside. After that ephiphany, I might take a look at the things that helped shape my life, even in the most infintesimal ways and see that hip-hop may have saved not only my life, but saved your life. Weary of those untrustworthy intruders who enter your life and try to take you back to that loopy fiasco you were in from the start, you realize that it's not about any one thing that's helped shaped you, but your body of work as a whole. It's the album - the soundtrack of your life - that scores the story of who you are and how you became the person you are.