Let's lighten it up a bit.
I'm digging this dude. His raps are like sermons, y'all. Fo' real.
Would you believe that this stay-at-home-mama did a little hip-hop dancing in college? Believe it, sista. The key word here however is did. Not does. I'm not so funky anymore, friends. But that doesn't mean I don't get crazy to a sweet rhyme every now and then. The only difference is that these days I listen to righteous raps - not the raunchy ones. Praise Him for it.
Preach it, Lecrea.
