when beyonce said during the “4” era:

…i felt that shit with the highest of keys.
i,
too,
am an artist who is sensitive about his shit.
my thoughts are magic and my fingers are my wand.
every day,
i try to bring the foxhole into my inner depths with how i’m feeling/what i’m going through.
i have a dope support base and tribe in the foxhole who keeps me on my toes.
so i like to do creative shit on my ig stories.
it is a spot i can really let my fur down and express myself even further.
one of the foxholers alerted me to something that bugged me…

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