When I wrote this song, the message felt strong. I just wonder who had to write this type of letter to someone they loved because they had to let go so they could find themselves. Good luck to everyone trying to “make it.” Whether you are outside of America or in New York, Los Angeles, Austin, Kansas City, St. Louis, New Orleans or the beautiful Nash Vegas…keep pressing on. Let the whole world know you exist. Your music will speak to someone.
I don’t have many words to say about this song. It’s emotional. Maybe it could use a rewrite, but that is where a good co writer should come in. I mean, you can count on me to chop down a good walking path through the forest so we can get to the other side, but if you want to take the scenic route, then you need to carve out your own path. LOL.
Have you ever experienced being close friends with someone that wants to be more than a friend, but you just don’t see the potential for something more or you are afraid of ruining the friendship? Even though they are always there for you, you still keep going back or staying with someone else who doesn’t deserve you. Well, I wrote about it. If I could go back to high school and make different decisions. If I only knew then what I know now, things would be so much different. Or would they?
I have been writing this song for years. I was so focused on the topic of truck driving that I was missing the main focus of the song. “A woman’s story.” Finally recently, a voice came into my head and said, “focus on her story, tell her story, that is what the song is about.” And so I did. Less about focusing on the technical jargon regarding truck driving, and more about the dream a woman has, that she plans on making come true.
One morning I was reading articles about Mary J. Blige’s current divorce dilemma, and I also read articles and watched video interviews about her life and her thoughts and opinions, and then I started listening to her music. I was feeling her pain, but I was also recognizing her strength and talent. How dare any man try to take her for everything that she has. Coming from where she came from and building herself into the “Queen of Hip Hop Soul” has nothing to do with Kendu. So, starting from a poem and then turned into a lyric, this is my gift to Mary J. Blige. Now, if only she knew I existed. LOL!