I used to stare at it.
Every Black and Latino person in my neighborhood was already bumping him.
I was just... hypnotized.
I listened to the album once, but because it was pretty rough on the ears (ironic coming from a rock head), I didn't listen anymore.
But I respected him.
A few years later, "California Love" dropped and I was going nuts.
I was "aware" of sampling, but I actually knew the original record.
I was blown away.
Dr. Dre admitted he made the beat, so he became a star in my eyes.
But Pac's verse on that damn song was DOPE.
"AWESOME!", as I would say back then.
However, every Black and Latino person in my neighborhood was using 2Pac as the catalyst to bully me.
Fuck 'em all.
I was ready to either commit suicide or go to juvenile hall for murder.
But I was scared.
Or, something was holding me back.
Eminem came in the game, and I was sold on hip-hop.
But as I started to write, I tried to be better than Pac.
So they became the enemy.
2Pac had passed (?), but still.
Hip-hop continued on.
I communicate with 2Pac.
I have the means to do so.
Don't believe me, jehh watshhhh.
I wish he didn't get involved in that gangsta shit.
Then again, I'm the same way.
I can't stay away from the thugs.
Love or hate, they define the rage I feel towards the world I own.
Fuck this world.
Fuck this life.
All I want is music.
Tupac, I owe you a sincere apology.
I slept on your poetry and tried to be a bigger legend.
I owe you my dedication.
Not sure what else I can say.
For the record, so much is bottled up inside that I need to puke.
Drink my puke and rule the world.
~what do we have here NOW?!~