Beautiful melancholy and nostalgia. Austin definitely took me to a beautiful place in my teens, of trying to make sense of being here, longing for freedom and deep introspective disposition — a typical teen existential angst. Somehow, I did a good job hiding from that pov for so long that somehow it feels like synchronity to be listening to such an audacious album. This one stays with me til I go down. Ah man the beauty of the human experience. Posty poured his soul in this one and without features... and yes definitely no rap verse! 🩵