Everest

3y

why can things never be normal why is there never communication how come even when we have a date and confirmation there is always a baseline level of uncertainty why are all our favourite artists like this

ICEM4N

3y

You know that Drake x Travis song gonna break the world

Name

3y

Dam

DEL634

3y

Good night guys I'm going to bed hope I wake up in Utopia

Kr0niic

3y

'Twas the night before Utopia, and all through the land,
Travis Scott fans were waiting, with hearts in their hands.
The hype was electric, excitement ran high,
For the release of his album, reaching for the sky.

But at 5 PM, a gloom settled in,
No album cover or tracklist, the patience grew thin.
The fans had been hopeful, their spirits now tossed,
As they wondered if Utopia would ever be crossed.

In the darkness of night, they refresh and they wait,
Checking their screens, hope still not abate.
Anticipation and longing, a mix of despair,
As they yearned for the music, the beats in the air.

The clock ticked away, and the hour drew near,
Yet the album's contents remained far from clear.
But deep in their hearts, the love didn't fade,
For Travis's artistry, they'd always upgrade.

Though doubts tried to linger, their faith stayed strong,
Knowing Travis's creations could never go wrong.
They held onto memories, of his music's embrace,
Each song he'd delivered, leaving smiles on their face.

As the night wore on, a surprise came to light,
A sudden announcement, shattering the night.
The album was here, it had finally arrived,
Utopia's melodies, about to be thrived.

With eager hearts pounding, they pressed on "play,"
And the music enveloped, carrying them away.
Travis's voice soared, and the beats took flight,
Utopia's magic, a symphonic delight.

The worries and doubts, now mere specks in the past,
As the fans basked in the music, their hearts full at last.
The album was perfect, it was worth the wait,
Travis Scott's Utopia, sealing their fate.

So, let this be a reminder, when hope seems to wane,
That great things can happen, even amidst strain.
For the night before Utopia, though hope was nearly lost,
It's the love for the music that matters the most.

Everest

3y

why can things never be normal why is there never communication how come even when we have a date and confirmation there is always a baseline level of uncertainty why are all our favourite artists like this

Thorn

3y

What felony are you gonna commit before UTOPIA?

KFA

3y

Another 2023 member smh

It’s over

Q3D

3y

I was thinking arson

Everest

3y

why can things never be normal why is there never communication how come even when we have a date and confirmation there is always a baseline level of uncertainty why are all our favourite artists like this

shaleirose

3y

Y’all gotta chill it’ll be out in 7 hours

bot bot

3y

i dont think people in bangladesh care about travis and drake track

stanley

3y

Just kidding

Kr0niic

3y

'Twas the night before Utopia, and all through the land,
Travis Scott fans were waiting, with hearts in their hands.
The hype was electric, excitement ran high,
For the release of his album, reaching for the sky.

But at 5 PM, a gloom settled in,
No album cover or tracklist, the patience grew thin.
The fans had been hopeful, their spirits now tossed,
As they wondered if Utopia would ever be crossed.

In the darkness of night, they refresh and they wait,
Checking their screens, hope still not abate.
Anticipation and longing, a mix of despair,
As they yearned for the music, the beats in the air.

The clock ticked away, and the hour drew near,
Yet the album's contents remained far from clear.
But deep in their hearts, the love didn't fade,
For Travis's artistry, they'd always upgrade.

Though doubts tried to linger, their faith stayed strong,
Knowing Travis's creations could never go wrong.
They held onto memories, of his music's embrace,
Each song he'd delivered, leaving smiles on their face.

As the night wore on, a surprise came to light,
A sudden announcement, shattering the night.
The album was here, it had finally arrived,
Utopia's melodies, about to be thrived.

With eager hearts pounding, they pressed on "play,"
And the music enveloped, carrying them away.
Travis's voice soared, and the beats took flight,
Utopia's magic, a symphonic delight.

The worries and doubts, now mere specks in the past,
As the fans basked in the music, their hearts full at last.
The album was perfect, it was worth the wait,
Travis Scott's Utopia, sealing their fate.

So, let this be a reminder, when hope seems to wane,
That great things can happen, even amidst strain.
For the night before Utopia, though hope was nearly lost,
It's the love for the music that matters the most.

Thorn

3y

Its lit!