I Look At The Deejay

I Feel Like Your City - With Hip Hop In Particular, Because We're Always Beating Our Chest And Shouting Where We're From - Your City Is Just As Influential As Your Parents. Even The Grimy, Hardcore Gangster Rap From New York - Krs-one And Wu Tang, The Stuff Acknowledges It.

Harry Belafonte Hit Me To The Dream Defenders And I Liked What They Were About. When I Asked Them How I Could Help Their Movement, They Said, "you Can Help By Coming Down Here; You Can Tweet."

Now People Won't Beat You Up If You Are Gay; They Might Just Talk Behind Your Back.

When I Was A Teenager, The Way Some Of These Kids Out Here Be Actively Gay, It Would Have Been Ridiculed In The Hood. And Now The Hood Is A Bit More Accepting. Begrudgingly Accepting, But Definitely More Accepting Than 20 Years Ago When I Was A Little Kid. That Doesn't Mean That Anybody Should Stop Fighting For Equality Just Because People Are Begrudgingly A Little More Accepting.

I Have Enough Rhythm To Blend At This Point. I Have Enough Rhythm To Blend One Song Into Another. But Man, I Have Such Respect For The Art Of Deejaying. I Hesitate To Even Call Myself A Deejay.