Over patient triplet hi-hats, our frequent Pi’erre Bourne collaborator takes a reflective mood on the decaying code and ethics of the streets. In his trademark languid style, Young Nudy casts a frustrated figure, seemingly tired of a culture ignorantly discarding its loyalty.

Gliding effortlessly from rapping to harmonies and back again, Nudy rides the COUPE-produced track with an air of confidence–despite losing faith in his surroundings at the very least he’s held onto his self-assurance. The cyclical synth melody is the perfect backdrop to this drug-induced introspection. Defiantly clarifying the contradiction of gangsta ideals with the song’s loose refrain, he also states the complex relationship with this shifting world.
For many, their neighbourhood, is the source of great wealth, be it familial or status and oftentimes a substitute for something that is lacking. With the opening line of his first verse he succinctly describes this conflict - inside, no love/outside is love/I get more love than people that ain’t even my people, it is said that we pick our family, and in a landscape where your alliances are inexplicably linked to your morality, no surprise this betrayal burdens our narrator.
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