I listened to this while I wrangled computers and came off underwhelmed.
Now I sit watching the ocean blazing silver-white with reflected hazed sunlight, plants swaying in front erratic breeze, and I bob my head and feel kinda high and I go, ok, ok. Deep in blankets, behind walls of haze, moving in slow motion, beats burble and click, words drip like clocks, hip hop for the very gone 3.5/5
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