Dear SlapDee, Sometimes nganaikala ndapishamo.. All the battles, the music, the crowds and the noise we created back when Zambian hip-hop was still finding its feet. 2010 feels like a lifetime ago, doesn’t it? We were young, hungry, and maybe a little reckless. Rivals? Absolutely. But look at us now. We didn’t just make music.. we built foundations. We turned competition into culture. And somewhere along the way, rivalry turned into respect. Respect turned into brotherhood. That’s not just growth.. that’s legacy. This song is not to over-gloryfy the past, but to acknowledge the present. The fire we had at 20? It burns differently now. I get it. The industry changes. Priorities shift. Some days, it might even feel like the love isn’t as loud as it once was. Like the new generation doesn’t SEE the shoulders they stand on. That weight is real. But here’s the truth.. Zambian music still needs you. Not the “young and hungry” you.. the YOU who’s lived it. The you who knows where the cracks in the foundation are. The you who understands that this culture we built isn’t just music.. it’s responsibility. You, me and many others are the pioneers. The ones who turned “Zambian Music” from a dream into what it is today. And movements don’t survive on nostalgia alone.. Awe! They survive when the OGs stay visible. When we mentor, when we create, when we remind everyone why this matters. Even when it’s hard. Makamaka when it’s hard. I’m not asking you to chase the old hunger. I’m asking you to reignite the old Purpose. Your voice and your presence still shifts rooms. Still inspires kids in Lusaka, Kopala and other places who don’t even know they’re walking on paths we paved. This is is not about motivation. It’s about duty. To the culture. To the dream we fought for. To the Zambia we made louder. Let’s keep showing them how it’s done. Not because we have to.. but because We Built This. Respect Muntu Wandi. Always. King Bugar
