If ever you feel down, like there’s something you can’t do, look to all the others who came before you.
This cover goes beyond the dreams of my ancestors, who came here in chains. Who freed themselves from chains. Who didn’t speak the language. The women who had their bodies invaded, creating the African American. To see the black aesthetic, finally, fully appreciated after being degraded and stolen from, is beautiful. Most of all it proves anything is possible. When you woke up you didn’t have to work in a field, you didn’t have to run for freedom hoping the dogs didn’t pick up your scent.