Tonight (heartbreak)

It was all good just a week ago. Well, more like 2 and a half weeks ago...

I was sittin in the studio with my homie, my friend, my partner, my brotha, Skitzo. He had just gotten off house arrest, we were celebrating our 1st night in the studio since his freedom was given back to him just weeks prior. We had recorded a fuckin smash by the name of "Go" (produced by our longtime collaborator and friend, Raw Beatzz) we were drinking Patron, we were in good spirits, we were discussing the future, and I got to witness my friend play with his son, hug him, and love him. Neph was in the room, H.C, Dread, Raw... I got to listen to "Str8 Jacket" (his newly released album, the best rap album ever put out in Alaska, in my opinion) while seeing the excitement in his eyes (as well as Neph's, his right hand man, who knew every song, verbatim) as he broke down every song. It was a wonderful night. Little did I know, it'd be the only night we'd get to spend before shit hit the fan. And hit the fan, it did.

The following day, the feds came and took everyone & everything.

Tonight was gonna be a special night. We were gonna celebrate Scoe and Out Da Cutt's release of Str8 Jacket. We were gonna perform "The Town" for the first time as well as shoot a video (my first, after all these years). We were gonna celebrate like no other. Tonight was gonna be special. Unfortunately tonight, I sit in my room, infront of my computer, looking at that flier (shout out to Vasco, by the way) and I think back to that night in the studio. Smh. Shit's all fucked up.

I pray for my friends. I hope everything works out. I usually don't mope & write about sad, unfortunate events, I don't like to focus on the bad, I tend to focus on the positive, which I still am. I'm hopeful and faithful things will work out and I'll be reunited with my partners again, but it's hard not to think about. I feel like I'm in this alone now. I still have Raw, my producer, my engineer, my good friend. I have LB, my right hand and road dawg. But a major piece to this awesome life I've built is missing, and tonight I can't help but feel a certain way.

Things will get better, we will continue to move forward and everything that me & Scoe had planned will continue to come to fruition. The load is now on my shoulders, though. I must continue to push forward and push harder for not only me & Scoe, but for others who share the same vision and dream (Starbuks, Yae Neech, Bay Dilla, Peanut, Wook, Duck, H.C). I have no other choice but to go harder, go faster... I have no other choice but to win.

Support my friend, a good man, a good father, and a great artist, Skitzo Scoe and go to itunes and cop his new album "Str8 Jacket". I promise you it's a 907 classic. Sonically, lyrically, musically, it's the greatest rap album ever made in Alaska. I say that with all the sincerity in my heart. You can hear it in his voice, you can sense his focus, his intensity. If you've ever supported local hip hop, go buy that man's album and help him out. He needs it, we need it. Alaska needs it. Thank you.

This one's for Scoe. This one's for Out Da Cutt.

- i truly believe in my heart of hearts, things will work themselves out and me & Scoe will share the stage and the booth again, and when we do. I'll be the happiest man in Alaska :)