FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE “’Bout to Blow” — A New Era, A New Sound, A New Breath

I once had a record deal. When I posted, people listened.

Followers engaged.

Invitations rolled in.

Parties. Radio stations. Industry rooms.

People knew my name and my music.

My talent was never the problem.

My music, though?

It was vulgar—so unfiltered that powerful people assumed I had no values, no boundaries, no dignity left to protect.

They looked at me and saw someone who would trade her body, her integrity, even her soul, for advancement.

They were wrong.

I ran from that life so fast I changed my name.

I started making gospel music before I even started living a gospel life.

And suddenly— the label “didn’t like my direction.”

My followers stopped engaging.

The invites disappeared.

I questioned my talent, my calling, my voice.

Somewhere in the silence, I realized something:

I was living backwards.

I was making holy music… while not living holy myself.

But I’ve grown now.

I know who I am now.

And still—people aren’t listening.

That’s not because I’m unprepared.

That’s not because I’m untalented.

It’s because the Word already told us this day would come:

“For the time will come when they will not endure sound doctrine, but according to their own desires, because they have itching ears…” (2 Timothy 4:3, NKJV)

That time is now.

There is a storm raging in the spirit—one that does not want the Word of God heard.

But I will keep speaking it.

The early church had to reach thousands.

I only need to reach seven.

If seven souls are changed, I’ve done my job.

I’m making a sound, and it will be heard.

My deluxe album Sound Doctrine begins with its leading record:

“’Bout to Blow.”

The doctrine I’m proclaiming is S.A.U.C.E.—

Self-Awareness Uniquely Constructed for Eternity.

Because self-awareness—or the lack of it—will determine your fate.

I’ve survived trauma that should’ve taken me out.

For years, every time I felt pain, I revisited the moment I almost broke.

I ignored pain until it stacked on top of itself.

I was “bout to blow” — not with power, but with emotional residue only the blood of Jesus could wash away.

Then I had a spiritual awakening.

Now, I’m not exploding internally anymore.

But I’m still ’bout to blow.

I’m ’bout to blow the trumpet of truth.

I’m ’bout to blow the wind of sound doctrine.

I’m ’bout to blow the breath of life God put in my lungs.

I used to be overwhelmed.

Now I’m overflowing.

And I’m ’bout to blow.

1.1.26 — A new year. A new era.

I’ve been cooking up something volcanic.

People have been watching the drip quietly… and some not so quietly.

This time, they won’t be able to stand the heat.