I never fell in love with anything

I never fell in love with hip-hop hell I never fell in love with anything. The thing with hip-hop and I is that I study it. I don’t look at hip-hop as a person or as a living being I look at hip-hop the way people look at math or history. Scholars don’t love the subject they study but find it interesting. As do I with hip-hop. The wordplay, the charisma, the viciousness (when need) keeps me entertain with hip-hop. Also does the history. The way hip-hop was evolved over the years is something that I might claim I love. Hip-hop comes from the very corners that I come from. Hip-hop is part of my environment. It was all around me growing up. From my youngest Uncle infatuation with NWA to my aunt blasting Monie Love through her speaker’s hip-hop invade my world. As most kids want to be a firefighter or a policeman as a child I wanted to be a rapper. From an early age I easily formed the most rudimentary lyrics. As I grew hip-hop continue to grow. Being from the south end of Boston I heard Jazz music playing everywhere. So obviously I would like a tribe called quest, de la soul, nevertheless I also came from the ghetto. So the street stories of people such s wu-tang clan, blackmoon, Notorious B.I.G and 2pac reached my soul. Illmatic and Reasonable doubt help also shape me. The fusion between soul jazz and blues on top of the gritty street stories help me find my way growing up as a teen. In ending I do don’t love hip-hop but study it like history. Things come in cycles so being a MC why not study the path of those who came before for me. As I was taught in school “those who don’t remember past mistakes are bond to repeat it” so why not “those who study the past control the present”