My debut album, The Fall/Collection, alludes to the Biblical narrative of the fall of man. I believe the story of Adam and Eve is an allegory of life itself: the transition from innocence to experience; youthful optimism to adult disillusionment. It's unavoidable. To me, it seems we're all on a quest to rediscover a paradise that really never existed. Some look for it by moving 3,000 miles away from home. Some look for it in romantic relationships/marriages. Some folks try to find paradise in drugs and alcohol. Some try to find it in sex, in dogmatic religions. Some, like Lord Jamar, believe paradise was the Golden Era of Hip Hop (circa 1988-1998) when rap was dominated by grimy straight Black male emcees from the hood and women were just female versions of a male rapper. But all paradises come to an end.
The Fall/Collection is also my homage to a music genre I will always hold dear: hip-hop. The album starts off with the normal braggadocious, self-aggrandizing hip-hop fare; however, the narrative segues into more realistic, existential territory as I discuss my disappointments, failures, hurts and pains. Hopefully, the dissolution (or "the fall") of my ego blesses all those who listens.