Sometimes an artist steps into the booth and bares their whole soul — no filter, no facade — just raw truth wrapped in melody, and that's exactly what Jeff Fullyauto delivers with *CRY (Found Myself)*. This isn't the typical party anthem or clash track; this is the kind of music that reminds you why reggae was born in the first place — to speak what the heart can't hold any longer. From the first note, you feel the weight of a man who's been through the fire and came out the other side not just surviving, but *understanding*. The production on this track carries that timeless, roots-conscious energy while still feeling fresh and current — the riddim breathes with space and intention, giving Fullyauto's vocal delivery room to move, to ache, to rise. His flow is unhurried and deliberate, every word placed with purpose, which speaks to an artist who respects the craft and respects his audience. The lyrics cut deep — this is a meditation on self-discovery, vulnerability, and the kind of internal reckoning that most people feel but few dare to voice publicly. Culturally, this sits in that sacred reggae tradition where music becomes therapy, where the singer and the listener find each other in the same dark room and walk out together into the light. Jeff Fullyauto isn't just making music here — he's making *moments*, and *CRY (Found Myself)* is the kind of track that finds you exactly when you need it most. Watch this one closely, because this artist is moving with genuine purpose and undeniable authenticity. Real recognize real, and this right here? *This is very real.*