Jersey King

The snappy rhythm balances on the edge between street confession and bravado. The words click like a lighter in a dark courtyard: a spark, and you can already see who is one of us and who is just a passerby. There are references to old-school legends and images of fairground risk, where the stakes are always higher than you would like.

Through the ostensible harshness, that very inner code shines through: remember, don't forgive, keep your word, and move forward, even if the road is as narrow as the barrel of a revolver. The irony is that street romance easily coexists with prayer and repentance - as if life itself writes the track, alternating between the light of street lamps and the shadows of alleys.