Erasing Innocence. The New Jim Crow Era Is Now Digital. DaphoDILL speaks on American History and Culture in her new single “Put That In The Press”

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In her latest single, “Put That In The Press,” Mississippi-born artist, sexual assault survivor, and whistleblower DaphoDILL delivers more than music—she delivers testimony. With razor-sharp lyrics and unapologetic truth, she exposes how technology is being weaponized against Black Bodies; predominantly, black children, creating a new digital Jim Crow era, that quietly scripts futures of incarceration, before their lives even begin. By weaving her personal story of retaliation with the broader arc of American history, DaphoDILL challenges a nation that celebrates freedom while erasing innocence, reminding listeners that the same systemic forces that once upheld slavery and segregation, now operate with updated tools, invisible wires, and coded manipulation. Her voice rises not just as an artist, but as a cultural critic calling out America’s contradictions—and demanding that the record of abuse finally be set straight.

DaphoDILL’s lyricism criticized the effects of modern-day slavery, and tools that never changed, but evolved to convict black citizens early. The same white citizens and their ancestors, that wrote the laws against black people, used evolving technology, to engineer those same black people’s behaviors, into abuse, neglect, crimes, and corruption, then punished them, for the laws and rules they made against them, that they had them do and break, and called it “control” and. “containment”, when they were “manufactured”, “predetermined”, “staged”, “engineered”, “tampered with”, and “exploited”, disguised as “justice” for society. As DaphoDILL reveals, the hypocrisy is staggering: a nation that brags of freedom while actively tampering with the minds, bodies, and futures of its Black citizens. These manipulations are not accidents—they are orchestrated acts of systemic power meant to strip away innocence, erase truth, and fortify the prison industrial complex. Every “choice” is distorted, every “mistake” pre-engineered, every so-called “crime” tied back to a design put in place by those who benefit from Black captivity. The result is a society where innocence itself is criminalized, and survival is treated as defiance. By calling this out in her music, DaphoDILL connects the historical with the present: from chains to codes, from overseers to algorithms, from Jim Crow to digital Jim Crow. Her work insists that America’s greatest crime is not only what it did in the past, but how it continues to recycle the same oppressive structures through new technologies and old lies.

The sirens that echo through this verse are more than just the sound of another tragedy; they are a reminder of how a broken system repeats itself with chilling precision. “Blue lives matter” becomes the rallying cry, while Black lives continue to be erased, silenced, and dismissed. What’s called justice is often nothing more than a trap, a setup that leaves people pleading guilty for crimes they did not commit, just to escape the weight of a system designed to break them. In this world, law becomes an illusion, and accountability vanishes like “magic.”

The line about them still wanting to be called “Mister” is critical—it points to the arrogance of white supremacy that has never left the stage. Even today, the same mindset that insisted on respect through titles like “Mister” during Jim Crow continues to demand obedience, deference, and silence from those it oppresses. It is not respect earned, but power enforced. The insistence on being addressed as “Mister” echoes a time when Black men and women were denied basic dignity and were called “boy,” “girl,” or worse. That title, still clung to, represents how white authority figures—judges, cops, politicians—continue to carry themselves as unquestionable overseers, demanding recognition while actively dismantling the humanity of others. Sandra Bland’s name in your verse makes the hypocrisy unavoidable. Her mugshot, displayed after her death, was a cruel reminder of how even in death, Black dignity is stripped and mocked. The system that claims to serve justice instead ridiculed her memory, as if to say her life—and by extension, Black lives—could be reduced to paperwork, headlines, or images to be laughed at. The parallel between that and the Jim Crow “Mister” mentality is stark: white authority demands to be respected, even revered, while simultaneously degrading, criminalizing, and destroying Black lives. DaphoDILL’s lyricism captures that duality—the twisted riddle where the people in charge smile at your downfall while selling false promises to the masses. It highlights the affliction of a society where even the law itself won’t figure out what is right, because it was never designed to. The “Mister” they cling to isn’t just a title; it’s a symbol of the entitlement to power, obedience, and supremacy—a demand for respect while giving none in return.

DaphoDILL, shows gunshots and bodies on the ground are not accidents of fate—they are symptoms of a society built on what you call “eternal greed.” From slavery to mass incarceration, the exploitation of Black bodies has always been central to America’s wealth and power. Jail, prison, and the endless institutions that swallow Black people whole are not about justice; they are about control. They are cages designed to contain what the system refuses to reckon with: its own crimes, its own history of rape, theft, and murder committed under the protection of whiteness. And when Black cops join in, repeating the same oppressions against their own communities, it shows how deeply systemic this sickness runs.

As she confronts The Constitution, as it is held up as the holy document of American freedom, used as a weapon rather than a shield. The rights enshrined in it—equal protection, freedom of speech, the promise of justice—are written in ink but denied in practice, especially to Black citizens, LGBTQIA+ people, and anyone who challenges white supremacy. Institutions “make up their own rules,” bending or outright ignoring the Constitution to justify brutality, discrimination, and exclusion. The hypocrisy is breathtaking: the same system that denied civil rights, redlined schools, and legislated against queer and trans lives, still demands that people stand and salute a flag that symbolizes their oppression.

The mention of the demand to “stand for the flag” as one of the clearest examples of the system’s contradiction. To kneel in protest is treated as disrespectful, but to ignore the crimes committed against Black people under that flag is treated as patriotism. White citizens in Mississippi—and across the country—demand public displays of loyalty while refusing to confront their own legacy of hatred, violence, and exploitation. It is not unity they seek, but obedience: a forced silence that keeps their crimes covered and their power intact.

What makes this even more grotesque is the way mental illness and trauma are weaponized. Instead of acknowledging the assaults, abuses, and systemic harm inflicted on Black people, the institutions cover it up and flip the narrative. They label the survivor “unstable,” “mentally ill,” or “dangerous,” deflecting attention from the original abuse. In this way, the system punishes the very symptoms it has created. Outrage is triggered not by the violence of white citizens or officials, but by any reaction a Black person has to that violence. This sick cycle—provocation, trauma, criminalization—reveals the truth: the institutions were never designed to protect Black people, only to police and contain them.

And so, when the demand comes to salute a flag, to stand in unison under its red, white, and blue, it is nothing less than psychological warfare. The flag becomes a symbol not of freedom, but of forced compliance, of gaslighting, of being told to celebrate the very nation that continues to erase, exploit, and incarcerate. DaphoDILL’s words cut through that illusion, showing how the Constitution and the flag are used not as promises of equality, but as tools of control, demanding reverence while delivering disgust.

DaphoDILL shows how she served this country, with affliction. As she creates the lyrics, “Hot black kids signing up, thinking it will pay for the rest.” Serving this country in ways that many cannot, and have not, yet people still feel the need to open their mouths against her. Even those who once wore the same uniform, who claim the same title of “soldier,” have not lived her experiences, have not carried the weight she has carried, and still think they have the right to dismiss her voice. White soldiers in particular—especially the older ones—are notorious for targeting Black men and women in uniform, disguising their racism and abuse as “just doing their job.” But there is no honor in oppression, no duty in weaponizing your rank against those you swore to stand beside. When bullets fly, it has no name, no color attached to it, but often these white soldiers, and even black ones, terrorize Black LGBTQIA+ soldiers; until, it’s time for a life to be saved. And when those lives are theirs, and these BLSCK LGBTQIA+ community soldiers help them, they still get hatred, just because of their sexuality alone. When many of them, calling themselves “heterosexual”, sleep with many LGBTQIA+ community people; while simultaneously depicting “Gay-Hate”. Even many white LGBTQIA+ community members side with those same white supremacy structures.

What makes their hypocrisy unbearable is the fact that many of them could not survive the storms she has walked through. They break at the slightest discomfort, but they have no problem inflicting pain on others. They wield power not to protect, but to punish; not to lead, but to dominate. The same people who salute the flag and preach about sacrifice are often the very ones who turn on their brothers and sisters in arms—especially if they are Black, female, or queer. They are quick to exploit, to isolate, to crush the very people who have already given more than most Americans ever will.

DaphoDILL has survived battles both visible and invisible. She has endured abuse, betrayal, and systemic retaliation that would have destroyed others. Yet here she stands, still demanding truth, still demanding accountability, while those who could never bear her story, continue to hide behind their badges, their stripes, and their false sense of superiority. Their legacy is not one of service but of harm, and it will never erase the truth of what she has endured and overcome, and continues to overcome; while those in power, decide what her outcomes are, but setting up the events in her life, for their game.

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The content of this press release reflects the artistic expression, personal experiences, and opinions of the artist DaphoDILL. Any references to historical, cultural, or systemic issues are presented as commentary through her music and do not constitute verified factual statements or accusations against any individual, group, or institution. This material is intended for artistic and social discussion only and should not be interpreted as making legal, factual, or defamatory claims. The distributor assumes no responsibility for the views expressed herein.