You changed! For so many people that have ‘“made it” these are words that they dread the most. Many will go out of their way to prove that they haven’t. That somehow the millions of dollars, the fancy houses, exotic cars, and the ability to provide a better life hasn’t changed them at all. But what happens when trying to prove that you haven’t changed, that your still “front line” cost you or better yet cost someone around you. For Tee Grizzley this cost is real and is what what bleeds through the record on his new video “Satish”.
Anyone who knows the story knows that Tee Grizzley’s aunt who was also his manager, tragically murdered. It was actually Tee Grizzley’s who was the intended target. These stories of a bullet that wasn’t meant for it’s victim are all too familiar. For the victim’s family there is no real justice. For the killer’s family, they still question where that person went wrong. For Tee Grizzley it’s the survivor’s guilt that he lives with. This is premise of Satish.
Tee Grizzley knows the evil power of hate and envy, even naming off some of the rappers who have been murdered by this evil power. The impact of these murders are personal. To Tee Grizzley the murder of his aunt was personal because he knew that he was the real target. Which puzzles him, he directly asks the killer “You saw it wasn’t me and still shot, what she do to you?” This is pain. The track feels like a release of pain that lives deep inside. At times this pain is all over the place. And at times this pain is focused and intentional as it turns into threats in lines like “Every tear I shed’s another thousand on your head, boy”.
How do you deal with this pain? In the Bible it says “An eye for an eye”. Which Tee Grizzley has vivid depictions of his eyes both bleeding and shedding tears. But for him retaliation is a double standard. The killer is instantly famous with their name and picture in media outlets throughout the world. But if Tee Grizzley were to retaliate the consequences would be that he should know better. He even asks God if he does, “God, please don’t be too hard on me”.
At a funeral often more than one person dies. No words can console the heavy heart that is forever jaded and further shielding from this type of loss. And everyone deals with loss in a different way. Our condolences goes out to Tee Grizzley.
“Keep that fake love, let me grieve in peace”