Like the woman has lost everything, gotten delusional and clinging to the only power she has left: "I chose this."

Well, no. You didn't. It's either this or a death in a concentration camp. Or Lydia will hurt you more till you give in.

That is not a proper choice.

I remember being a student at Uni and being upset by the notion the narrator ever had consent.

“Positive Squad The Soundtrack Vol. 1″ by DJ Smokey

DJ Smokey is the one underground producer every other underground producer should be modeling their careers after. He’s got his own distinct sound, his own standalone mixtapes, and his own signature music videos. Put all this together, and he’s got an actual brand that he can actual build an actual, sustainable career off of, rather than relying on self-centered rappers to cut him the occasional check. It’s the perfect model for beat makers who are looking to make a living on their own terms, and I’m surprised more haven’t already followed suit.

Lyrics: 

Its so chill, call it Xanada Rock star shit ain't got a band with us On my own shit, everybody else branded up Don't di Xans, but I feel like I'm in Xanada

Toronto for the day, Toronto for the day Got the border feeling like Heaven's Gates Kicking bitches out like I'm Kevin Gates Fam this, fam that but we still dont relate I met this one girl she was japanese I said konichiwa she said nigga please Skirt short as a cheerlead, she cheered for my team When I made her come true, so did her dreams Got no regrets, smoke l likes its a cigarette How am I the GOAT and still a Vet? Rewind it back, something stupid niggas wouldn't get High-strung like a fret, butterfly with the net All my blunts be real fat, bud is green as a map Always got the loudest pack, bringing real rappers back Always stick with the facts, liars lie and niggas nap Me and money overlap, succes I'm prepared for that

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