I have two separate but related reactions to this post:
1. This is one of the most honest and relatable takes on grief I've ever seen. Because it really is the day-to-day sh*t that fcks you up. And it's just gonna be like this just... until I die, too? That's some bullsh*t.
2. Kevin's ability to get this off, make it funny AND keep it so emotionally poignant with you feeling/seeing his anger/sadness (bc this is "the nerve of you to fcking be dead") is comedic brilliance. Like, Pryor level brilliance. Real talk. It seems simple; it's not.
A Black man surpassing a white man who called us n!ggers to grab the top spot in the genre that white folks have tried to lock us out of for decades is CHEFS FUCKING KISS