His stage name, Chance the Rapper, immediately announces the way he wants to be perceived, but in a previously unreleased song from 2012, making the rounds today, the artist makes it clear that he has another identity to bring forth: Writer.
The track opens with Chance calling out his critics over a lush piano melody. It quickly builds into a fascinating introspective examination, part soliloquy and part boastful, confident direct address. (“I’m a writer, probably as good as Elton John/ But what’s writing good for if it ain’t helping moms?”)
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