What it do, famalams?
This past week we rocked some classic and brand new cassette tapes, taught some open-minded students, did some city hopping, rocked for some corporate clients, followed a phenomenal band in Brooklyn, reminisced on one of the worst days in U.S. history, and unfortunately lost a talented peer. Full gamut. Physically and emotionally from 30,000 feet back down to the ground.
Praise God for all my friends still breathing God's air. Take care of yourselves. I'm tired of seeing my friends pass away. We are too young yet. Here's to life and being happy, y'all. I'm on my way to Props to let some steam off. Enjoy last week's foolishness, and call your moms. She misses you.