My favorite part was how he would constantly sue and harass the pants off anyone who he thought was stealing from him. He did this because he believed fervently in creator's rights more than anything.
He collected whole cabinets of comic books. He once told Frank Sinatra to fuck off. He was like a little smug punk kid that never left the street gang, always knew he could make money one way or another.
Yet he always wanted to find and speak to the Truth of any situation. The Truth of how people are, and what ultimately matters.
==> This is still possibly my most favorite (and true) thing he wrote.
Was he perfect? Fuck no. He was dangerous. And he cared. He cared because he wanted people not to be beaten down, but to rise above and be strong. Strong enough to fight for what's worth having and doing. (His words.)
>smoke dawg <sounds like a faggot
<look the faggot up >a fucking leaf
>key icon in grime music
I can't tell, thanks to your autism, but were you posting about the death of that nigger ironically or not?