I'm not going to act like some radio personality doing witty commentary on some infamous rapper's profile....this is chez....I'm not going to pretend like someone designed my page for me, I'm not about that. I'm real. I grew up in Kansas City, Kansas...the DOT. I went to catholic school, and I really don't know how my parents afforded it, but we went. At this point in my life, unfortunately, the only thing I can honestly say I benefited from was English class. I've always been in love with human expression. Sometimes I just breath in life and my throat swells up so tight, that I feel like I'm allergic to it. Like God would only let us use so much of our brain for a reason, he knew we wouldn't be able to handle the beauty...or the disgust. I'm not a RAPPER....I'm a person who feels life and talks about it over a beat. I started writing poetry in high school. I just kinda had a few lyrics that I spit but never did anything with. I recorded my first song in '00, right after a brief stint on the bench...gone for about 6 years but Iiiiii'mmmm baaaack!!!! I've just recently devoted some time to music....and from here on, the hits will just manifest......----------------------------------------------
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---------------------------------------------------------to put your curiosity at ease....Akarya is Native American for Teacher, or one with a message....now ya know....."Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." - Dr. Seuss"
RIP DISCO D
