American rapper, poet and record producer from Los Angeles Jon Wayne-not your usual hip hop suspect.
‘My words are my only thing‘ reminds me of the saying I use a lot ‘write to recover’.
His emotional connection to his words and his passion are relatable & inspiring.
The Intro immerses you into a dream state with mesmerising percussion instrumentals
Looking at this non-stereotypical wordsmith:
A long-haired, casual, big man definitely stirred up my judgments.
How good is he going to be?
Jon Wayne has an effortless dope flow and on point rhyming.
This track ( taken from his ‘Rap album 2, 2017) is a personal narrative documenting his rise in the hip hop industry.
He decided at an early age that if he “made it” he would revel in the hip hop music fame lifestyle.
as he raps
Life’s too short for modesty.
This album is an album that “saved” Jon Wayne’s life as he was a full-blown alcoholic before he wrote this album. It is a product and a process of how he recovered from drinking.
The instrumentals layered under Jon Wayne’s beats and bars immerse you into his world of how he made it & he backs up his more bold lyrics with introspective lyrics that reveals how his experiences & character are informed.
The song is structured as a chronological timeline of his experiences. It is like a spoken word diary.
His lyrics have a bite to them that doesn’t come across as ostentatious (it may help that he looks like a big cuddly brother or friend)
2006 Dilla died and i was living off his gift
His candour & his ability to relate his experiences in a way that establishes what he wants to do in hip hop shows an endearing vulnerability. He is not afraid to state he promised himself that he would “body shit” ( and embrace his career ) if he became successful.
There is a depth to his lyrics and style of rapping that reveals someone who is not going to take his career or life for granted and will embrace all of it. He will even revel in his alter ego because of how far away he veered from being in a position to be so philosophical, and existentialist about expressing himself.
if I feel God in my home?Maybe, I write because I’m feeling odd in my bonesI wrote my poems so I could stay in my zoneThinking: Why go to chug when I exorcise this demon I’m not thinking of those