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At one point of my life, I aspired to be a rapper. This track is from my first mixtape.

Vocal Characteristics



Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)


African American Vernacular English (AAVE) , North American (General) , North American (US New York, New Jersey, Bronx, Brooklyn)


Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
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