This is like that one scuffed unmarked cassette tape you got from the homie a long long time ago that made that move with you from your parents house to your first place and then that next one after you got dumped and then that time you drove cross country in your old Honda CR-V that still had the tape deck. You had the hand written tracklist at some point, when the homie gave it to you, but as you know that was long long gone. Probably still under the couch from your first apartment. Could but under the passenger seat. You had this back when you still smoked Bidi's and chipped away at the resin bowl when it played on the dust covered boombox out in the backyard. You washed the dishes with headphones on with this, probably mowed your lawn or shoveled some snow with the chord getting in the way. Remember the homie, Hemlock Ernst, he put you up on all types of unknown rappers. Dubs of dubs, surgically taking The Cuf, Darkleaf, Third Sight, The Nonce, Saafir and many of joints you and your other homies tried for years to find .. but this tape was the only place you heard it. Here it is again, friend.