Raw honesty spins SYLL a frustrating sonic narrative with a lot of doublespeak in politics. Note how the fake is pierced in one line: All Ive really gotten out of all that Is a forked tongue refers to the talk of politicians: empty promises and what SYLL takes as imagery of emotional destitution. It is set against a backdrop of gate keeping in the music world; that once one battle is won another must be fought and credibility must be policed by an insider status. SYLL retaliates, not whining–but building.
This song proclaims that it is the time to change the concept of success to your own understanding. He does not even compare to mainstream political tunes; SYLL creates his message as a therapy: his internal torment is converted into a howl party. Anywhere that there is an artistic gatekeeper–be that a label or a curator, or a playlist–the challenge is on: circumvent in the interests of shedding more truthful light. Honest to the core. That is success.
