u/davyd17

I’ve been listening to hip-hop for basically my entire life. I’m 20 (turning 21 soon), and over the years I’ve gotten pretty deep into both mainstream rap and the underground scene. One thing I’ve noticed is that, more often than not, underground artists make more interesting music than mainstream artists. I don’t mean that in a “look how underground my taste is” kind of way. I’m not trying to sound different or flex that I know obscure artists. I just genuinely think that underground artists tend to have more originality because they’re making music for themselves before labels, trends, or commercial expectations start influencing their sound.
A good example for me is Yeat. I was a huge fan from around 2020 to 2024 because his music felt completely unique. It was instantly recognizable, and nobody really sounded like him. I could already tell things were starting to change after Afterlyfe, and every project after that felt a little further away from what made him special. Then A Dangerous Lyfe was the point where I felt the decline really peaked. To me, it sounds like he’s trying to make music with much broader mainstream appeal. I respect artists evolving, but I think he moved too far away from the sound that made so many people become fans in the first place.
Yeat definitely isn’t the only example. He’s just the first one that came to mind because I’ve been listening to him a lot recently. That’s also why I keep finding myself going back to underground artists. Before they’re surrounded by labels, expectations, and pressure to make bigger hits, it feels like they’re just making whatever they think sounds good. That’s where a lot of the originality comes from. Even when they’re influenced by other artists, they still put their own spin on it. Lil Shine, for example, is obviously influenced by Summrs, but he still made pluggnb sound like his own thing, and that’s what makes it so enjoyable to me. Maybe it’s because underground artists have more freedom to experiment, while mainstream artists eventually start playing it safe. I’m curious if anyone else feels the same way, or if you think this is just nostalgia on my part.

I’ve been listening to hip-hop for basically my entire life. I’m 20 and over the years I’ve gotten pretty deep into both mainstream rap and the underground scene. One thing I’ve noticed is that, more often than not, underground artists make more interesting music than mainstream artists. I don’t mean that in a “look how underground my taste is” kind of way. I’m not trying to sound different or flex that I know obscure artists. I just genuinely think that underground artists tend to have more originality because they’re making music for themselves before labels, trends, or commercial expectations start influencing their sound.
A good example for me is Yeat. I was a huge fan from around 2020 to 2024 because his music felt completely unique. It was instantly recognizable, and nobody really sounded like him. I could already tell things were starting to change after Afterlyfe, and every project after that felt a little further away from what made him special. Then A Dangerous Lyfe was the point where I felt the decline really peaked. To me, it sounds like he’s trying to make music with much broader mainstream appeal. I respect artists evolving, but I think he moved too far away from the sound that made so many people become fans in the first place.
Yeat definitely isn’t the only example. He’s just the first one that came to mind because I’ve been listening to him a lot recently. That’s also why I keep finding myself going back to underground artists. Before they’re surrounded by labels, expectations, and pressure to make bigger hits, it feels like they’re just making whatever they think sounds good. That’s where a lot of the originality comes from. Even when they’re influenced by other artists, they still put their own spin on it. Lil Shine, for example, is obviously influenced by Summrs, but he still made pluggnb sound like his own thing, and that’s what makes it so enjoyable to me. Maybe it’s because underground artists have more freedom to experiment, while mainstream artists eventually start playing it safe. I’m curious if anyone else feels the same way.

I’ve been a Real Madrid fan for around 13 years now. Like many Madridistas, Cristiano Ronaldo was my idol and the reason I fell in love with the club. But as I got older, I started appreciating a different type of player too. Not just the superstars, but the ones who quietly make the team better without getting much recognition. For me, Dani Ceballos is one of those players. Now that it’s official he’s leaving, I just wanted to say that I genuinely think he’s been one of the most underrated Real Madrid players of the last four years. I understand why people criticized him at times, and I know the standards at Real Madrid are different, but I also remember periods when our midfield needed him and he stepped up every single time.
Whenever Ceballos came on, even if it was in the 70th or 80th minute, I actually felt calmer. After Luka Modrić, he was probably the midfielder I trusted the most to keep possession under pressure. It always felt like he knew exactly what to do with the ball. Of course he made mistakes, like everyone does, and I still remember the one against Betis, but those moments were exceptions for me. People also forget how good he was during his loan at Arsenal. He wasn’t flashy, he wasn’t putting up crazy numbers, but he controlled the tempo, made intelligent passes, and did so much of the work that often goes unnoticed.
Maybe I’m in the minority, but I’m convinced that once he finds a new club and gets consistent minutes, people will finally realize how good he actually is. I can already picture the Fabrizio Romano posts and everyone calling him a brilliant signing a few months from now. I’m genuinely sad to see him leave, and I’m curious if anyone else here always felt that Dani Ceballos was massively underrated, or if it’s just me.

I’m 20 years old, and for most of my life I’ve tried to approach things in a pretty simple way: don’t overcomplicate everything. I’ve always taken my responsibilities seriously. I went through high school responsibly, tried to get decent grades, and did what I was supposed to do. At the same time, I never wanted to spend my entire life studying or stressing about every little thing. I’ve always felt that life should be enjoyed as well. Lately, though, I’ve been thinking a lot about existence and time, and honestly it’s been bothering me more than I’d like to admit. Ever since I turned 20, I’ve had this recurring thought that keeps coming back: we’re all temporary. Our time here is limited, and that fact scares me. What makes it even stranger is how quickly time seems to pass. I’ve already spent 20 years on this planet. When I think back, 2016 was ten years ago. Somehow that feels impossible. In my head, it doesn’t feel that long ago that I was 10 years old. The years from 15 to 20 especially felt incredibly fast. I’ve heard people explain this by saying that when our daily lives become repetitive, our brains create fewer distinct memories, so when we look back it feels like less time has passed. I don’t know if that’s exactly how it works, but it makes sense to me.

Because of that, I’ve started feeling like I should do more things that I’ll actually remember. More experiences, more moments that stand out instead of blending together. The problem is that life doesn’t exactly stop. I’m studying law, and I’ve only recently finished all my exams. I technically have summer break now, but in about ten days I’m starting a job that will take up almost two months. Another thing that often crosses my mind is how fragile life really is. Something could happen at any moment, and that’s it. I’m religious, so I do believe in something beyond this life, but even then the thought still scares me. When I think about it from that perspective, it feels like people should try to maximize what they want to do with their lives, because this might be the only chance we get. Of course, that depends on what you believe, but that’s how it feels to me. One conclusion I’ve reached over the years is that, regardless of whether someone is religious or not, the goal should be to live a life that makes them genuinely satisfied. Obviously there are responsibilities, rules, and moral boundaries that matter. We can’t just do whatever we want without considering other people. But at the end of the day, I think life should be lived in a way that allows you to enjoy it.

The difficult part is that so many of us, myself included, are always waiting for something in the future. A vacation. An event. A trip. The next achievement. Recently I went to Madrid to watch a football match, and before that I spent months looking forward to it. But I’ve noticed something strange about myself: when the thing I’ve been waiting for finally arrives, I don’t experience it as intensely as I imagined. The same thing happens with university exams. Before an exam, I feel like I’d give anything just to pass, even with the lowest possible grade. Then I end up getting an A or a B, and instead of feeling genuinely happy, my brain immediately treats it as just another task completed. It’s like I’m always chasing the next thing and rarely appreciating the moment I’m actually in. I don’t really know what I’m asking here. Maybe I’m just wondering if anyone else feels this way. Does anyone else struggle with the speed of time, the awareness that life is finite, or the feeling that achievements never bring as much satisfaction as you expected? I’d be interested to hear your thoughts.

I don’t know how you guys feel about it, but I’ve been playing FIFA, now EA FC, for most of my life and this is the year something finally snapped in me. For the first time ever, I genuinely hate playing this game. It’s not even about being burned out after a bad loss. I literally cannot stand a single second of the gameplay anymore. I’d rather do almost anything else than launch EA FC. What’s crazy is that I grew up with this franchise, I was actually pretty good at it, and I probably spent at least 400 hours on every single FIFA, with some years being closer to 700. This wasn’t just another game for me. I spent thousands of hours playing it over the years. That’s why it’s honestly kind of sad. What used to bring me excitement and happiness has somehow turned into pure frustration and genuine hatred for the game.

I’m not even going to write an essay about scripting or DDA. Everyone can make up their own mind about that. All I’ll say is that from my perspective some of the things that happen in matches are so obvious that it’s hard not to question what’s really going on. And look, I understand why some people still enjoy the game, especially younger players. If you’re having fun then that’s great. But as someone who genuinely loves football, I don’t think I’ll ever buy another FIFA or EA FC title again. This will be the first year in 13 years that I’m skipping it since my first game was FIFA 13.

To make it even worse, after not touching the game for about two months I decided to play some World Cup mode with my brother for old times’ sake. I launched the game and then remembered that these clowns don’t even have the World Cup license anymore. Instead of an actual World Cup mode there’s some generic Mickey Mouse tournament trying to imitate it. Maybe that’s a small thing, but it perfectly sums up how I feel about the franchise now. Back when FIFA had proper World Cup and EURO modes, those were honestly some of the things I looked forward to the most. Every time a new FIFA included them it felt special. Now EA makes hundreds of millions from EA FC every single year and somehow they still can’t provide players with an authentic World Cup experience. It’s honestly unbelievable. A series that used to feel authentic and special has slowly become something completely soulless.
After 13 years and thousands of hours invested, I never thought I’d reach a point where I genuinely don’t want to play even one match. It’s not even anger anymore. It’s disappointment. And honestly, that’s probably worse.

I’m 20 years old now, and today something happened that I genuinely can’t stop thinking about. When I was a kid, I’d guess around 10 years old, I had a dream that always stuck with me for some reason. Like everyone else, I’ve had plenty of weird dreams throughout my life, but only a few from childhood are still memorable to me, and this was one of them. The dream wasn’t scary and there wasn’t really any story to it. I was simply walking through what looked like a new building with long hallways and large rooms. Some of the rooms seemed open, some seemed closed, but I never actually entered any of them. I just kept walking down the corridor. What I remember most vividly even to this day are the walls, the huge doors leading into those rooms, and the fact that at the very end of the hallway I turned right. The thing that really fascinates me is that I still have this memory incredibly clearly, almost like a real place in my head, not just a vague dream fragment. That specific hallway, the doors, the layout, it’s still “exacted” in my mind even after all these years, which is what makes this even harder for me to process.
Today I went to the movies with my girlfriend. The cinema is inside a shopping mall, and I’ve never been to that cinema before in my life. We bought our tickets, the employee told us which screening room to go to, and we started walking there. The moment I stepped into the hallway leading to the cinema rooms, I froze. I got chills instantly. I didn’t say anything to my girlfriend because I genuinely thought I might be imagining things, but I immediately recognized it. The walls looked the same. The layout looked the same. The large doors along the hallway looked the same. I kept trying to rationalize it, thinking I must be forcing a connection or mixing up memories, but the feeling only got stronger. Then we continued walking and reached the exact point where the hallway turned right, exactly like in the dream, and in that moment I honestly felt like reality just “lagged” for a second. It was one of the strangest and most intense feelings I’ve ever had.
The part that messes with my head the most is that until today it never even occurred to me that those big doors and rooms from the dream could have been cinema screening rooms. As a kid, it was just a random building in a random dream, but standing there today it suddenly clicked in a way that felt way too precise. I brushed it off and watched the movie, but now I’m lying in bed thinking about it and it’s actually bothering me more than it did at the moment. I’m not saying this is anything supernatural or that I somehow predicted anything, but I genuinely cannot explain how a dream from roughly ten years ago matches a real place I had never been to so closely, especially considering how clearly I still remember that dream layout. I still get chills while writing this.

I’m 20 years old now, and today something happened that I genuinely can’t stop thinking about. When I was a kid, I’d guess around 10 years old, I had a dream that always stuck with me for some reason. Like everyone else, I’ve had plenty of weird dreams throughout my life, but only a few from childhood are still memorable to me, and this was one of them. The dream wasn’t scary and there wasn’t really any story to it. I was simply walking through what looked like a new building with long hallways and large rooms. Some of the rooms seemed open, some seemed closed, but I never actually entered any of them. I just kept walking down the corridor. What I remember most vividly even to this day are the walls, the huge doors leading into those rooms, and the fact that at the very end of the hallway I turned right. The thing that really fascinates me is that I still have this memory incredibly clearly, almost like a real place in my head, not just a vague dream fragment. That specific hallway, the doors, the layout, it’s still “exacted” in my mind even after all these years, which is what makes this even harder for me to process.
Today I went to the movies with my girlfriend. The cinema is inside a shopping mall, and I’ve never been to that cinema before in my life. We bought our tickets, the employee told us which screening room to go to, and we started walking there. The moment I stepped into the hallway leading to the cinema rooms, I froze. I got chills instantly. I didn’t say anything to my girlfriend because I genuinely thought I might be imagining things, but I immediately recognized it. The walls looked the same. The layout looked the same. The large doors along the hallway looked the same. I kept trying to rationalize it, thinking I must be forcing a connection or mixing up memories, but the feeling only got stronger. Then we continued walking and reached the exact point where the hallway turned right, exactly like in the dream, and in that moment I honestly felt like reality just “lagged” for a second. It was one of the strangest and most intense feelings I’ve ever had.
The part that messes with my head the most is that until today it never even occurred to me that those big doors and rooms from the dream could have been cinema screening rooms. As a kid, it was just a random building in a random dream, but standing there today it suddenly clicked in a way that felt way too precise. I brushed it off and watched the movie, but now I’m lying in bed thinking about it and it’s actually bothering me more than it did at the moment. I’m not saying this is anything supernatural or that I somehow predicted anything, but I genuinely cannot explain how a dream from roughly ten years ago matches a real place I had never been to so closely, especially considering how clearly I still remember that dream layout. I still get chills while writing this.

This randomly crossed my mind today. For context, I’m not some TV critic and I don’t even watch that many shows regularly. Dexter is just one of the few shows I’ve genuinely loved, and I’ve watched it twice already. So this isn’t some deep analysis, it’s just a feeling I’ve had ever since my first watch. Honestly, the entire Lumen storyline was probably my least favorite part of the whole Dexter universe, including the later seasons and even the spin-offs. The Barrel Girl Gang storyline itself was actually interesting, and when Dexter first found Lumen and rescued her, I was completely on board. But from the moment she became a major character, I just couldn’t stand her. I can’t even fully explain why. Sometimes a character simply doesn’t click with you, and for me she never did. Every scene with her felt like something I had to get through rather than something I was excited to watch. Dexter was at its absolute best for me in Seasons 1 and 2, and while I still enjoyed most of the show afterward, even though the vibe definitely changed after Seasons 3 and 4, the Lumen season was the only point in the entire series where I genuinely wasn’t looking forward to watching the next episode. If I had to rank every season, this one would be dead last for me. I know a lot of people point to Season 8 or the ending as the lowest point, but for me it was Season 5 and it isn’t even close.

And then the ending only made me dislike her more. Yes, I understand the logic behind it. Her darkness came from the trauma and her need for revenge, so once she and Dexter had killed everyone responsible, she no longer needed that part of herself and could move on. I completely get what the writers were trying to do. I also understand why Dexter helped her. Realistically, after finding her in that situation, I don’t think he could have just walked away and done nothing. But the way she acted throughout the season, and especially at the end, just rubbed me the wrong way. There were multiple moments where she genuinely annoyed me, and sometimes she came across as a complete asshole. Then after everything Dexter did for her, after all the risks he took and everything they went through together, she basically decided she was fine now and left. Again, I understand why it happened, but emotionally it felt incredibly cold and it only reinforced my already negative opinion of her character.

The funny thing is that I remember when she was about to leave the first time and was at the airport, before she eventually came back, I was actually hoping that would be the end of her storyline. When I watched it for the first time, I was sitting there thinking, “please don’t come back, let’s move on to something else.” Maybe I’m being unfair, and maybe there’s something about the character that just never connected with me personally. I’m not saying she’s objectively badly written. This is just one of those rare cases where a character irritated me from beginning to end. If I ever rewatch Dexter again and decide to skip a season, Season 5 would probably be the one.

I’m 20 years old and currently studying law at university. That part isn’t really important, but I thought it might help create some sort of picture of who I am. Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about relationships, especially relationships between men and women, and maybe even the philosophy behind them. I don’t know how it is for everyone else, but writing this feels a bit strange. Until I was around 15 or 16, I had never had a girlfriend. A big reason for that was probably that I looked like a child for a very long time. Even now, at 20, most people would probably guess I’m around 17. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. As for my appearance, I wouldn’t call myself unattractive. Maybe I’d even say I’m fairly good-looking, but that’s not really the point. The point is that most of my experiences with relationships have been negative, and because of that I sometimes wonder whether my overall view of relationships is completely wrong. The truth is that in my 20 years of life, I don’t think I’ve ever experienced real love, apart from the love my parents gave me. I genuinely envy people who have. Since I was 16, there have probably been around seven girls in my life that I got close to, whether we were close to dating, actually dating, or simply talking in a way that could have become something more.

The first girl was when I was around 16, during high school. I had liked her from the very first day we started school. Back then it felt completely impossible that she would ever even notice me. Eventually we started talking, and skipping over a lot of details, there was a point where I was at her house, we kissed, and things seemed to be moving somewhere. I honestly can’t remember another period in my life when I was happier. It felt incredible. Not because I thought I didn’t deserve love, but because it was the first time I felt truly wanted by someone I cared about. We were never officially together, but I hoped that one day we would be. During the time we were talking, I genuinely loved my life. She had a lot of male friends, a lot of friends in general, she was always going out and socializing, but none of that really mattered to me. Then one day, while I was on vacation with my parents, she suddenly cut me off. Just like that. I don’t know if I’ve ever been more devastated than I was back then. I was only 16 years old, but it completely destroyed me. I eventually got over it, at least enough to continue living my life, but if I’m being honest, a small part of it still bothers me today, even though she probably doesn’t even remember me anymore. Looking back, I think I spent years searching for that girl in every other girl I met. Maybe I even wanted revenge in some weird way. Not specifically against her, but against women as a whole because of how hurt I felt. I definitely wasn’t perfect. I’m sure I hurt girls along the way too, and later I apologized to some of them when I had matured enough to understand what I was doing.

Another thing I’ve noticed is a strange psychological pattern. The girls I didn’t take very seriously, the ones I didn’t obsess over or give endless attention to, often seemed incredibly interested in me. Some of them would have done almost anything just to spend time together. Meanwhile, the girl I genuinely loved did exactly the opposite. And when I think about it, she probably experienced something similar herself with other people. It’s a strange cycle. What makes me think about all of this is that I see friends and people I know who have been in relationships for three or four years, and while I’m genuinely happy for them, part of me wishes I could experience that too. Not just having a girlfriend, but experiencing what people call real love. I think it’s one of the most beautiful things that can exist. I don’t know whether unconditional love is actually real, but even the idea of it is beautiful. Maybe I’m completely wrong about relationships. Maybe my perspective is distorted by a handful of experiences. I don’t know. For now I’m focusing on university and trying to build my future, but these thoughts have been on my mind for a long time and I wanted to throw them out into the world somewhere. If anyone has had similar experiences, I’d genuinely like to hear about them. And if you’ve read all of this, thank you.

I’m 20 years old and currently studying law at university. That part isn’t really important, but I thought it might help create some sort of picture of who I am. Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about relationships, especially relationships between men and women, and maybe even the philosophy behind them. I don’t know how it is for everyone else, but writing this feels a bit strange. Until I was around 15 or 16, I had never had a girlfriend. A big reason for that was probably that I looked like a child for a very long time. Even now, at 20, most people would probably guess I’m around 17. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. As for my appearance, I wouldn’t call myself unattractive. Maybe I’d even say I’m fairly good-looking, but that’s not really the point. The point is that most of my experiences with relationships have been negative, and because of that I sometimes wonder whether my overall view of relationships is completely wrong. The truth is that in my 20 years of life, I don’t think I’ve ever experienced real love, apart from the love my parents gave me. I genuinely envy people who have. Since I was 16, there have probably been around seven girls in my life that I got close to, whether we were close to dating, actually dating, or simply talking in a way that could have become something more.

The first girl was when I was around 16, during high school. I had liked her from the very first day we started school. Back then it felt completely impossible that she would ever even notice me. Eventually we started talking, and skipping over a lot of details, there was a point where I was at her house, we kissed, and things seemed to be moving somewhere. I honestly can’t remember another period in my life when I was happier. It felt incredible. Not because I thought I didn’t deserve love, but because it was the first time I felt truly wanted by someone I cared about. We were never officially together, but I hoped that one day we would be. During the time we were talking, I genuinely loved my life. She had a lot of male friends, a lot of friends in general, she was always going out and socializing, but none of that really mattered to me. Then one day, while I was on vacation with my parents, she suddenly cut me off. Just like that. I don’t know if I’ve ever been more devastated than I was back then. I was only 16 years old, but it completely destroyed me. I eventually got over it, at least enough to continue living my life, but if I’m being honest, a small part of it still bothers me today, even though she probably doesn’t even remember me anymore. Looking back, I think I spent years searching for that girl in every other girl I met. Maybe I even wanted revenge in some weird way. Not specifically against her, but against women as a whole because of how hurt I felt. I definitely wasn’t perfect. I’m sure I hurt girls along the way too, and later I apologized to some of them when I had matured enough to understand what I was doing.

Another thing I’ve noticed is a strange psychological pattern. The girls I didn’t take very seriously, the ones I didn’t obsess over or give endless attention to, often seemed incredibly interested in me. Some of them would have done almost anything just to spend time together. Meanwhile, the girl I genuinely loved did exactly the opposite. And when I think about it, she probably experienced something similar herself with other people. It’s a strange cycle. What makes me think about all of this is that I see friends and people I know who have been in relationships for three or four years, and while I’m genuinely happy for them, part of me wishes I could experience that too. Not just having a girlfriend, but experiencing what people call real love. I think it’s one of the most beautiful things that can exist. I don’t know whether unconditional love is actually real, but even the idea of it is beautiful. Maybe I’m completely wrong about relationships. Maybe my perspective is distorted by a handful of experiences. I don’t know. For now I’m focusing on university and trying to build my future, but these thoughts have been on my mind for a long time and I wanted to throw them out into the world somewhere. If anyone has had similar experiences, I’d genuinely like to hear about them. And if you’ve read all of this, thank you.

Predtým než ma tu niekto zožerie, nehovorím, že každý Ukrajinec je rovnaký. Len opisujem svoje skúsenosti a zaujíma ma, či som len mal extrémnu smolu. Tento rok som nastúpil na vysokú školu a za celý čas som mal s ukrajinskými študentmi prakticky len negatívne skúsenosti. Už začínam mať pocit, že vždy keď sa niečo deje, sú pri tom práve oni. Napríklad som bol na skúške z ústavného práva. Jedna ukrajinská študentka si vytiahla otázku a bolo úplne jasné, že nevie ani o čo ide. Začala rozprávať úplne odveci. Potom dostala druhú otázku. Nevedela ani tú. Následne začala vysvetľovať, že je už v treťom ročníku a že ak ten predmet nespraví, má problém. Učiteľ jej nakoniec dovolil prísť na druhý deň. Úprimne, keby som tam sedel ja a predviedol taký výkon, som presvedčený, že letím von za pár minút. Občas mám aj pocit, že sa pri zahraničných študentoch prižmúria oči viac ako pri domácich, aj keď to možno závisí od konkrétneho učiteľa.
Ďalšia vec je internát. S kamarátom bývame v bunke a vedľa nás sú traja Ukrajinci. A to je kapitola sama o sebe. Do druhej či tretej rána hluk, krik, buchot, hlasné rozprávanie. Spoločná kúpeľňa vyzerá často katastrofálne. Ošťatá doska na WC, špinavý záchod, voda po celej kúpeľni, chlpy po holení v umývadle, bordel všade. V chladničke sa im kazia veci tak dlho, až z toho ide neskutočný smrad. Keď sa s nimi človek snaží normálne porozprávať alebo niečo vyriešiť, mám pocit, že komunikujem so stenou. Buď nerozumejú, alebo ich to jednoducho nezaujíma.
Možno som len narazil na zlú skupinu ľudí. Fakt neviem. Len viem, že za celý rok si neviem spomenúť na jednu výrazne pozitívnu skúsenosť, ktorá by mi tento dojem vyvážila.

I’ve been a longtime Summrs fan and into pluggnb for a while now, but I gotta be honest , Lil Shine was always one of those artists I kinda knew about but mostly remembered as a meme rapper.
Recently I kept seeing KanKan and Summrs posting about Shine announcing Get Rich or Die Sippin, and honestly the only reason I checked the album out at first was for the features from them.
But man… this album is actually insane.

I’ve had it on repeat for like a week straight now and there’s maybe one skip on the whole thing. Most of the time I just let the entire album play through. I genuinely haven’t heard a project this consistently good in a long time.
And something about this album just hits a specific spot in my brain perfectly. Like the melodies, the atmosphere, the production, even the way Shine flows on some of these tracks, it scratches that exact itch I want from pluggnb. It’s hard to explain but if you really listen to this genre you probably know what I mean.
I get that pluggnb isn’t for everybody, but if you’re into this sound at all, I really think you’ll appreciate this album. And the crazy part is, even though I listened to Shine’s older projects before and thought they had some solid songs, this feels like a completely different level.
Some people probably gonna call me new gen when it comes to Lil Shine specifically, and honestly that’s fair. But I’ve been listening to pluggnb for years and I can genuinely say I haven’t experienced an album this good in the genre before.
Lil Shine feels insanely underrated to me now. It’s a shame he’s about to go away for a few years, but honestly I think what he left behind with this project alone is more than enough to leave a mark on the scene.

He deserves a ton of credit from pluggnb fans, underground rap fans, and honestly rap listeners in general. More people should give him a real chance because lately his music has been hitting different for me.

I’ve been playing FIFA since FIFA 15, since I was like 8 years old. I genuinely loved that game, and honestly until I was around 19, I would always defend it no matter what. Even though me and FIFA definitely had a love-hate relationship at times, I’d always cool off after a while and somehow find my way back to it again. Deep down, I always loved it. For me it was never “just a game.” I love football, and FIFA used to be something special too. It was fun, relaxing, just a great way to chill. When I was younger, I spent a crazy amount of time on it too, probably around 500-650 hours every year, maybe even more during quarantine. And yeah, I know it’s become a cliché at this point how every year people say “this is the worst FIFA ever” or “the gameplay has never been this bad,” but honestly I truly think EA Sports FC 26 is the worst one.

I gave it a fair shot too. I’ve got around 300 hours on it, which is probably the least I’ve played in the last 8 years. Recently I played it again and honestly I’m kinda embarrassed to admit this, but the game got me so tilted that I left-hooked my monitor and never turned it on again after that. It made me think a bit, because obviously stuff like that shouldn’t happen and I should control my reactions better. But ever since this game launched, I’ve genuinely had a problem with how insanely obvious the scripting feels. Some people call it scripting, others call it RNG mechanics, whatever you wanna name it. I just hate the feeling that it almost doesn’t matter whether you’re focused, tilted, tired, or even drunk while playing. You hop into FUT Champs every single weekend and somehow week in, week out, you end up with basically the same record, like 9 wins or whatever, because the game clearly has some hidden MMR or matchmaking system behind the scenes. And then there’s the 45th and 90th minute goals, especially 45+ and 90+, at this point it genuinely feels like a guaranteed goal 90% of the time in FUT Champs, either you score or concede in those minutes.

I could honestly keep going for another hour, but I promised myself I’m not buying the next game. I’ve never really made or kept promises like that to myself before, but this time I genuinely mean it. Unless something major changes, I think I’m done with the game for good, even though I still love football. I’m 20 now, so maybe it was time to focus on other things anyway. But old FIFA, especially FIFA 15 and those childhood years playing it, will always stay in my heart.