With that said, Moor Mother delivers music with more punch than I can stomach. Her stylistic approach is a sharp contract to the milquetoast rappers of today whose messages revolve around girls, guns and cars. And though this is commendable, the prophecies of gloom and doom in her songs are too much to bear for a struggling optimist like myself. Our different political and geographical contexts may be the source of this disconnect. Race is a prominent subject in Moor Mother’s songs – and white supremacy is set up as the main antagonist. In America, where black people are the minority, I can understand how that can engender feelings of hopelessness and helplessness. As a black South African however, I believe, as stated by Chigozie Obiama his article for ForeignPolicy titled, There are no successful black nations, that the time has come for some serious introspection. Why have we not made more headway in emancipating black people from generational poverty?