On October 8th, 1963, though on tour, Cooke and associates of his entourage have been arrested in Shreveport, Louisiana, for disturbing the peace when they attempted to sign-up at a white motel — an incident mirrored in the song’s 3rd verse. And Cooke’s mourning for his eighteen-month-old son, Vincent, who drowned that June, resonates in the

RZA’s sampled pianos rattle similar to the wind down a task alleyway as Raekwon and Inspectah Deck trade harrowing war stories: “No question I'd personally speed/For cracks and weed/The combination designed my eyes bleed.”Stefani had penned a whole album’s truly worth of fabric for her solo debut, but she felt like she was even now missing