Sit Down, Be Humble

Kendrick Lamar is one of the most socially conscious artists of our time. Awhile back, he dropped a song titled – Humble. And I love it. I think his work is incredible and Humble is a reminder to people who are full of themselves, to chill. Kendrick Lamar is great at this. One of the things I admire about him is although he probably knows he’s dope, he doesn’t have to go around bragging about it. See where I’m going with this?

If you don’t, go listen to Humble a handful of times and you may get the picture.

Whenever someone’s paid me a compliment, most of the time, I usually say thanks or please, stop lol but I’m mindful not to let myself get too carried away or grow a massive ego, because I’m very much aware of the consequences of doing so. Most people who usually, “Have it going on” don’t talk too much about their accomplishments, what they do for a living, or how amazing they are. It’s not that they don’t know these things, it’s just that they’re not caught up in the praise, crowds, or what other people think. After all, the truly great never have to tell others how great they are. It just shows.

Unfortunately, I see a lot of people letting compliments, careers, opportunities, or status go to their heads and ultimately experience an avoidable downfall had they opted to sit down and be humble. There’s nothing wrong with being confident, but never get confidence twisted with arrogance. Besides, humbleness is attractive. At least I think so.

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