Happy Birthday HipHop!!!

Have you ever seen Brown Sugar with Sanaa Lathan and Taye Diggs? My man recently put me onto this movie, I dont know if he knows this but I really like the movie because I could relate to Sydneys love for hip hop. The entire movie is dope but that element made me like it 10xs more and the fact that my boyfriend put me on makes the movie a lil more meaningful.

Thats the inspiration behind this post, a dedication to HipHop. I am a fan of music in general, any genre if I can connect with the energy of the artist thats all I need. From house music, salsa, freestyle, rnb, pop, reggae, dancehall, reggaeton, if I can feel the beat within my heart I will fuck with it.

HipHop music though is a different love. Its the culture that comes with the music. The fashion. The art. The production. The Hunger. The Struggle. The Pain. The Resilience. The Swag. The ENERGY of everything that makes Hip Hop a beautiful thing.

Now my love isn’t an intimate love, its genuine love and appreciation because of all the roles it has played in my life. For me its the beauty in the pain. HipHop has been my therapist helping me work through lifes challenges, heartache, grief, happiness, every twist and turn Hip Hop was there to support me through it all.

Its my go to for inspiration Nipsey Hussle and Big Sean always are on my manifestation energy. The pain of betrayal and struggle of loss in Kiing Shooter and Dave Easts story telling. The de ja vu artist like Jadakiss, The Lox, Fabolous all bring when I listen to throwbacks from my adolscents. I read somewhere the music you listen to as a teen shapes the type of person you become and it makes sense why I am heavy on loyalty and being authetic to myself.

Its the beauty of the fashion that comes from the streets. The graffitti all over the city that some people would say is vandalism, but I see as works of art that belong in museums. Its my community that other people not from here want to be apart of. It so many stories and possibilities. Its motivation. It talent that I wish I could play with words and tell stories to capture peoples attention and that they can relate to and offering that little light when everything seems to be filled with darkness. Its the feeling of not being alone in the struggle regardless of what hustle you invest in to make it out. Its the opportunity because my story matters in HipHop. Its being apart of HipHop in the way I dress, talk, and manuever.

HipHop is expression and an outlet. I cant rhyme or put together a beat but if you go through my instagram reelz song choice or lyrics on a post, they are the soundtrack to my life. Usually relating to things I was going through at that time and the song lyric or song part expresses it perfectly for me to validate my experience without speaking on specifics and documenting it with my post like an online diary.

Better yet keep scrolling and you will see how I participate and show up for HipHop. Supporting my favorite artist and popping out to events for a chance to be apart of their story…I popped out on Fordham Road when Jada dropped The Last Kiss and had a meet and greet at Best Buy. I popped out at the Pyramid Club and Irving Plaza and the Playstation theater watching Dave East growth over the years. I even popped out for bike rides hosted by Dave East and pop up shops supporting album drops. Its a return of love for the energy put into the culture that helps me so much. And not just popular artist, I love open mics showcasing talent of those taking a chance to pursue their passion using HipHop as their own outlet.

HipHop means so much to me, has grown with me and held me down through points in my life where I had no one. The love runs deeper then the clout of the genre. Its in the soul, raw and authentic of everyday struggle and aspirations to make it out… put to a beat matched with a flow delivering therapy in ways that only real fans of the genre really know.

Heres a collection of my photos dedicated to HipHop from my experience as a fan. 📸💯