Happy Valentine's Day! In honor of the occasion, here's my love letter to hip-hop. This is from my upcoming promotional video that's still in editing, but in light of some recent events I wanted to share this now. Thank you very much for your support.

Verse 1:

I'm Tarica June, I'm sittin on the moon with my legs swingin/ you would think my name was Dre the way I keep the heads ringin,

but I'm bringin everybody up to my level savin pennies for my thoughts that they try to embezzle/

they is bizzles--they be actin like they real when they ain't/ they aint changin the game, they chill in the paint/

no outside shot, only doin what's expected/ go head and prove me wrong I'll gladly stand corrected/

recognize and respect it, this has been interjected/

they wasn't payin attention and the ball got intercepted/

I'm about to run that joint way down the field, I'm unsigned, no deal, I give a f**k how they feel/ cuz it's real--it's a movement that I'm startin this year/

it is called make the music that you would wanna hear/ you can spend your bars making love to your cars/

or you could help us all travel past Mars, be the stars/ so...

*HOOK*

Dear Hip-Hop, don't worry, I got you I know others masquerading and they faking, they not you I'mma get it all straight and represent when I rock you I know they been tryna kill you, Boo, I won't let em pop you, no *repeat*

Verse 2:

I'm Tarica June, I don't be following no freakin templates --you know that already if you listened to my mixtape

if you didn't, get your sh*t straight, get to downloading, I ain't holding up, this ain't waiting/

for them to come and recognize it/ it's better than what came before any way that you size it/

up...that's the direction that I'm goin in, they lookin at me like ...