The plan has always been long-term. You can have that bitch, she’s all yours and expedient, no long-term prospects like a deviant. I never minded missing a couple of parties, I was lenient, I don’t wanna be cool, I just am and you can believe that. I am the guy who goes on social media to diss social media. Cause what you gonna do? A lot of yall are like insurance brokers, you claim too much. We see the unhappiness in your eyes in all your pictures. Masquerading in falsehoods thinking it will affect your futures. Handling this post solo, I don’t need features. Your self-importance is a fairy-tale no one believes. No one really cares, it might be hard to conceive. You can take your fluke win, my insistence is on the league cause consistence is the key. I only play for the long haul and not just the long ball. I play to win forever and that’s just my call. The plan has always been long-term. I never lost sleep over what glimmers because I’ve always known I am a star. On top like the emperor of the Tsar. Constantly shinning and raising the bar. I am serving millions of people around the world like I said I would. I am international like I said I’d be. My words are helping people see. My presence unlocks all doors like a key. I am only going to get better and better. My influence is growing and my voice moves matter. They didn’t understand because their focus was fixed on the fleeting present that dissappears like an illusion. Instant gratification, a failed conclusion. They labeled me a loser and a failure cause I was broke chasing a dream. Cash rules everything around me, I am getting the cream. Blind to the vision because their lense was shortsighted and narrow. Nowadays, my words pierce the skin like an arrow. Time is the great neutralizer, my past efforts are bearing fruit and my dreams are finally coming true.
I am stronger, I am faster, I am smarter, I am the one. Ask your girl who can’t keep her hands off me because the charisma is fuming like carbon monoxide, gaseous killing them slowly with a smile. I am outside, danger when me and your girl lock eyes, cause I’ll take her and she’ll feed you lies. This was always the plan, patience and increasing worth like land. Your man is so bland, it’s so sad, so I kicked him out cause I am the leader of this band. Beyonce longevity, changing positions to sustain the activity, you were too impulsive like a kid with a tooth cavity. Finally a dick big enough to fuck up the world, no missionary, that’s boring, just a cautionary, on all fours so the bitch remains stationary. The plan has always been long-term, life-bearing and conclusive like sperm, vintage and timeless like a perm.
The plan has always been long-term. You can have that bitch, she’s all yours and expedient, no long-term prospects like a deviant. I never minded missing a couple of parties, I was lenient, I don’t wanna be cool, I just am and you can believe that. I am the guy who goes on social media to diss social media. Cause what you gonna do? A lot of yall are like insurance brokers, you claim too much. We see the unhappiness in your eyes in all your pictures. Masquerading in falsehoods thinking it will affect your futures. Handling this post solo, I don’t need features. Your self-importance is a fairy-tale no one believes. No one really cares, it might be hard to conceive. You can take your fluke win, my insistence is on the league cause consistence is the key. I only play for the long haul and not just the long ball. I play to win forever and that’s just my call. The plan has always been long-term. I never lost sleep over what glimmers because I’ve always known I am a star. On top like the emperor of the Tsar. Constantly shinning and raising the bar. I am serving millions of people around the world like I said I would. I am international like I said I’d be. My words are helping people see. My presence unlocks all doors like a key. I am only going to get better and better. My influence is growing and my voice moves matter. They didn’t understand because their focus was fixed on the fleeting present that dissappears like an illusion. Instant gratification, a failed conclusion. They labeled me a loser and a failure cause I was broke chasing a dream. Cash rules everything around me, I am getting the cream. Blind to the vision because their lense was shortsighted and narrow. Nowadays, my words pierce the skin like an arrow. Time is the great neutralizer, my past efforts are bearing fruit and my dreams are finally coming true.
I am stronger, I am faster, I am smarter, I am the one. Ask your girl who can’t keep her hands off me because the charisma is fuming like carbon monoxide, gaseous killing them slowly with a smile. I am outside, danger when me and your girl lock eyes, cause I’ll take her and she’ll feed you lies. This was always the plan, patience and increasing worth like land. Your man is so bland, it’s so sad, so I kicked him out cause I am the leader of this band. Beyonce longevity, changing positions to sustain the activity, you were too impulsive like a kid with a tooth cavity. Finally a dick big enough to fuck up the world, no missionary, that’s boring, just a cautionary, on all fours so the bitch remains stationary. The plan has always been long-term, life-bearing and conclusive like sperm, vintage and timeless like a perm.
I have R100 and it has to serve me for the whole month. I need to be intelligent and allocate the capital in avenues that will deliver consistent payoffs. I need to stretch time and survive by the day. That’s the most in important thing, survival. Here’s my plan; buy brown bread from Shoprite, it costs R5 and then divide the bread for 3 days. White bread is expensive, it costs R9. Then buy “Crack a snack” 50 pack, it costs R30. Water is free, so that’s great. What I have left over is R65. My nigga Thato Katane, (great guy with enthusiasm and gratitude) showed me a couple of places where I can buy chips for R5. Imagine that R5! So cost effective, so economical. So practical and effective for when you are in survival mode. Salute mpinch ya ka, I love you and respect you, genuinely, thank you for all that you have taught me, I have internalized everything in my subconscious mind and some lessons form part of my persona; you’re my brother forever. You are the realest person I know and I appreciate you. When you first heard my music, you marveled and said I was talented, you were the first to see it, you made me feel good. Thank you. God bless you, may he grant you your hearts desires. But I digress. The product is great too. One place in particular, 6th Avenue, Johnbrant. I feel a bit guilty buying there because the chef adds so much value to those potatoes. He adds his time and expertise. Man, I hope the shop is profitable, the service and product helps so many people. God bless the shops that are serving people in that capacity, you guys are God sent. Anyways, I’ll buy a packet of chips every two weeks on a Tuesday – that’s R10. My Tuesdays are usually busy and so I have to be on my game. Every two weeks on Tuesdays will be my days when I ball out and spoil myself. This is good for morale; you cannot understate or underestimate the importance of morale, it is everything. That will leave me with R50. I bought a packet of chips this week when I bought bread and “Crack a snacks”. With R50 I can buy 10 loaves of bread during the course of the month. And because I only buy a loaf every three days, I have a good chance to make it through the month. That’s so positive. That’s great. Thank you God for keeping me going. Thank you Universe for this moment, this opportunity to grow and be better. We push, we stretch, we fight harder, in the end we will make it. Freedom is a state of being. We live life without any fears, we can take on anything. Our strength and confidence comes from within and so we are able to navigate this world effortlessly and conquer. We bend and distort reality to our liking. We never compromise on our values. We are consistent. Our victory is a mathematical certainty.
My friend Lloyd once said “I have never seen someone as talented as J. Cole”. This was because he single-handedly produced his album, rapped throughout and featured himself twice – his that nice, on KOD. I had to admit that was pretty dope. Featuring himself was a response to his critics who said he never collaborated with anybody. What a response hey? KiLL Edward. I agree with his sentiments, J. Cole is easily one off the greatest to ever grace the mic. His story-telling sets him apart from everybody. He uses awesome metaphors and similes. His relatable and grounded. He is poetic. It’s his flow, he follows the rhythm. It’s his intelligence. Spits knowledge. His hooks are outstanding and he can sing. He is multi-faceted. Considering he does all his albums alone, you would think they are second rate right? Wrong! Focused energy is better. His albums are generally lauded by critics and are among the most best selling not only in hip-hop but music. To due all his albums have gone platinum. They have all peaked number 1 one the billboard 200. But still no Grammy! What’s a nigga got to do? Yea, I know he won one with 21 Savage on “A lot” but it doesn’t count for me. J. Cole is consistently overlooked by the Academy. How can “Power Trip” not win best Rap Sung song? Really? In 2013? Really? Objectively, what was better than “Power Trip”? “Hotline Bling”? Don’t waste my time. I am not throwing shade on Drake but Power Trip is way better! It’s more intelligent, it appeals more to people. Everybody has been infatuated with somebody to a degree that they couldn’t think properly. Maybe my views are clouding my judgment. Maybe I shouldn’t have referenced “Hotline Bling”. I am being unfair, subjective and biased in my analysis. Maybe J. Cole is another Nas, a artist so great, who was loved by everybody except the executives of coprates. And that’s good because that means they are talking about real things. They are autonomous, they don’t follow waves, the suites don’t have a say in their creative processes, they are true philosophers, the true voice of the people. Cole, Nigga I have “The Come Up”. Let’s not forget “The Notorious BIG” never won a Grammy too, instead they gave it to, Oh wait for this, you’ll love it! They gave to Puff Daddy! Yes, that’s right both “Biggy” and “Puffy” were nominated for “Best Rap Album” and the award went to “Puffy”! Hahahaha, in their demented world “Puffy” is better than “Biggy”! Man, fuck the Grammys for real. Award shows are fixed, it’s all about PR. Real artists never get recognized. I remember when Macklemore and Ryan Lewis won over Kendrick Lamar. It was good kid, maad city Kendrick Lamar, one of hip-hops greatest albums! How does that happen? I am sorry I mentioned the Grammys clearly they don’t have a clear criteria, quite clearly they are unreliable, they lack credibility. I was talking about J. Cole. I first heard him on “The Warm Up”. It was a great mix tape. I instantly fell in love. He had this x-factor. He was authentic and genuine. He had a arrogance. He was super hungry. He had punchlines for days! I remember when I first heard “Dead Presidents II” I lost my mind. The play on words was incredible. He was too quick, he was delivering punchline on punchline. The metaphors and similies were great. I remember a line, he said “ahead of my time, like I live my whole life backwards” and I was like what? I remember “Dreams” too, on the song his talking about the girl on “Power Trip”. Man, Cole is incredible. There was also “Lights Please” that was like conscious, “A Dollor and Dream II” that recalled his struggles and my anthem of the mixtape “I Get Up”. Damn! “The Warm Up” was so awesome. It takes me back to my high school days, riding a train to and back school. Then his debut album came out “Cole World: Sidelines Story”. I expected more. J. Cole let me down. Sure, there were magic songs like “Sideline Story”, “Can’t Get Enough” and Lost Ones” but it wasn’t enough to spark the album into life. The album sounded too controlled and commercial. It didn’t have a clear structure. It didn’t sound inspired to me. Sure it had songs like “In The Morning”, “Lights Please” and again”Lost Ones” but I knew those songs from his previous mixtapes. As a J. Cole, the album didn’t have much to offer for me. It was bitterly disappointing. Then 2013 came and he released “Born Sinner” and my whole world changed. It was the J. Cole that I knew, that I wanted. He was so awesome in the album. The album was so powerful. It was so inspired. And on the track “Let Nas Down”, he officially linked himself with Nas and apologized to the whole world for his first album! He assured us that it was just a part of the plan, he needed to appeal to the commercial space and we all forgave him. He kept his word and he has been the same ever since and now his “the greatest right now!” His third album, a concept album named “2014 Forest Hills Drive” was amazing! A real hip-hop classic! It was the first album to go Platinum without features for over 25 years. He did it alone, from the Raps to production. I have a separate post for “Forest Hills Drive”, take a look at it, I can’t talk about it here. His 4th album too, also a concept album titled “4 Your Eyez Only” is a classic. It got nominated for “Rap Album of the Year” at the Grammys and surprise, surprise it got overlooked. Then in 2018, he released one of hip-hops most important and impactful album titled “KOD”. This is an awesome album. It is J. Cole at his absolute best. The album discusses drug addiction, infedelity, taxes, facing demons, the system and money. This is a big “NO!” from the man and we all understand why this album was overlooked by the Academy. However, it solidified J. Coles name as the voice of the people, the voice of reason and a hip-hop immortal. I lead you astray there “Cold World: Sidelines Stories” was incredible! It talked about an underdog who made it despite time times. He managed to endure and made it to the other side. His done it now, his a superstar! Nigga, I am the underdog like Cole and Jigga! How do you feel about that album now? Think for yourself ntate. St. Tropez OH you made it here, Cole in his prime! Amazing song my nigga, well done! To be honest, I can’t pick between Born Sinner and Forest Hills Drive. They are both great. But I think Born Sinner has an edge. It was released a year earlier. YES! That’s my criteria. That’s something.
Your dreams are too impractical. You can’t be a pilot, dear boy that’s not how the world works. Choose something else, something in line with your reality, something in line with your environment. How about an Uber driver? No, that’s too steep. Let’s try a taxi driver operating somebody’s 16 seater. You have to remember that you have owners. You are not free, no one is free, in fact dear boy, there is no such thing as freedom. It’s all made up like your dreams of flying airplanes. Someone needs to bring you down to earth, having your head above the clouds is only metaphoric like shooting stars in the sky. And well, you are no star. The truth is that you are limited like prepaid data. The truth is that you’ll never amount to much. The truth is that your are doomed like insects in a corner. There is no way of maneuvering this, you are playing a rigged game and the cards have been dealt to you since your inception. There is no way to change hands just play the cards you have been dealt as best as you can. Don’t mess up the order of the world, don’t anger your owners, just do as you are told and don’t be a hero. Lower your expectations dear boy you are nothing but a pawn in this chess game called life. No one cares about you or your dreams. But that’s not such a bad thing, strive to make your owners rich and you’ll do better than most people. Dear boy, just stay in your lane and you’ll be alright.
From as early as primary school we are taught that life is energy and reality consists of matter. This matter exists in different states namely; solid, gas and liquid. We are taught that this matter is always vibrating. This is correct, however we are not taught that this energy and matter is governed by a paradigm. A paradigm is a level, like how a video game has different levels – level 1 being the easiest and level 9 being the boss for example. I want to extend this example and use a ladder that will serve as a visual aid for your mind. To get to the next level of the game you have to outwit and complete the current level or in the case of the ladder step-up to the next level.
When you are in level 1, you battle all the things in that level, that is your current paradigm. When you proceed to level 2, you attract things in that slightly more difficult level, this is now your current paradigm. Fundamentally this is what life is – different levels. You are energy and you are always vibrating in a certain paradigm or level. The paradigm that you are in is dictated by the quality of your thoughts. If your thoughts are angry and resentful, you operate in a negative paradigm and you will attract negative things to you. If your thoughts are positive, you will attract positive things. There can be no other way, this is casuality and nothing escapes this law.
If you want to be a Billionaire, you need to assume the thoughts, routines and habits of a Billionaire. To be a Billionaire you need to inhabit the paradigm of Billionaires. In other words if you want to be a Billionaire, act like one. You have to be a Billionaire first in your mind before it can translate onto the objective world. All is mind. We are what we think about most of the time. This is the essence of the law of attraction, we attract the things we think about with feeling. You don’t even have to know how these things come, they just come because everything is energy and your energy is attracting what you desire in your life. Artists are a perfect example of this, they paint what they see in their minds to a canvas that validates their vision. Through that they create something real, something the objective world can enjoy. The art is an expression of who they are.
Are you in the paradigm of your dreams? We are what we think about.
antakalipa 