Burna Boy By Toni Kan Oh, we have seen it happen before. Blackky. Eedris. 9ice. Dbanj They rise, they burn incandescent, bright stars illuminating our musicos-phere and then they burn out, interred in some unforgiving black hole. Most often, they are brought low and humbled by an error of judgment, a mistake, poor judgement, shifting tides but mostly ego and arrogance. That is the nature of the beast called fame. It is self-cannibalizing, like a dog that feeds on its brood. Today, Burna Boy is king, his star is in…
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