That was my first glimpse of the hood. This is not Eminem, 8 Mile. Shit was fucked up. No disrespect to people that’s still in the trailers and shit but that’s what it is. When I’m four years old we have to move; it’s me, my brother, and my mother and we moved to Spring Lake, a little outskirt area of Fayetteville. We moved to the trailer park in Spring Lake. It was my first taste of like, ‘Oh, shit. This is nothing like where we came from.’ I knew the energy was not right. I knew my mother was the only white lady in the neighborhood and there was no man in the house.From the trailer, they moved to the home on Forest Hills Drive. Years afterwards, his mother lost the house and Cole decided to buy it. Now he’s in a position to make the home that was once his haven, a blessing for someone else:
My goal is to have that be a haven for families. So every two years a new family will come in, they live rent-free. The idea is that it’s a single mother with multiple kids and she’s coming from a place where all her kids is sharing a room. She might have two, three kids, they’re sharing a room. She gets to come here rent free. I want her kids to feel how I felt when we got to the house.The 30-year-old ended on a joking note:
By the way, tell people to stop going to my house and sitting on my roof taking pictures. And they stealing the fucking street sign.I admit, I haven’t heard enough of J. Cole’s music to really judge his art, but I’m really impressed by this. If you ask me, not enough artists are reaching out with their positions and changing lives where they can. Particularly when it comes to hip hop music, there’s a bit of a racial battle raging. The inequalities are an injustice none of us should ever stop fighting against, but actions like Cole’s inspire more hope and speak so much louder than online arguments and throwing blame ever will.
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