What I do...

This is Boombap from the stars at the pyramids. A dance party with indigineous kings, quantum phyisicists, and your little cousins. These are lyrics that school, uplift and capture the imagination. They reprimand wackness. This is the love story between heritage and irreverance, the make out session between education and rebellion. A fist fight between what is and whats possible. A heavy blow from sound logic upon hateful ignorance. Love over fear. SEE MORE PERSPECTIVE