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About San Jose

I’m pacin’ now, talkin’ to her, she’s spillin’ stories—says she’s savin’ for a kid, but I’m wonderin’ if it’s true. I’m Kanye, I overthink, I’m like, “Is this a hustle or heart?” Don’t matter, I’m droppin’ some cash, not ‘cause I’m soft, but ‘cause I’m human, ya feel? I’m shoutin’ in my head, “I’ve abandoned my child!” like Plainview, ‘cause damn, we all abandon somethin’ out here. I’m typos galore, man, writin’ this sloppy—fnd a prsotitute, ha, see that? My fingers wild, my soul wilder. This ain’t glamorous, it’s gritty, but I’m alive, I’m feelin’ it, and that’s the vibe. Kanye out, chasin’ truth, spittin’ fire, done.

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I admit it: this place gets me mad sometimes – bureaucracy around town can be insane. But then, you sit by the abandoned factory turned art hub on Westside, and your anger melts away like ice in my steamy sauna. And damn, it surprises me again and again.

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