This mf Netherfriends asked me to go on tour with him before n he'd pay for food & lodge.. I told him I couldn't because I had to hold my shit down... Funny because ain't much to even hold down now.... Point: Scared money don't make money!
Barber homie, told a mf that I was a good artist while I was standing next to him...had no idea he heard my shit.. Dude play bass n looks up to Quincy Jones..... Somehow I've worked with someone who works for Quincy.... Shit mean a lot n make me realize I have been fucking off
Homie told me was in recovery, and he went mia for a year prior to this.... He was boxing and getting swole... I know his heart gotta hurt... I hope he come out this shit.... Fuck my fucking haircut!!
I ran into the dude that cut my hair last at estelle's.....I found out what was goin on with my barber finally and I'm sad to hear homie's son passed away in a motorcycle accident in PR n been mia since