Saturday, August 8, 2015. 2:00 PM. I walk out of the office of my regular job (because we all know rap ain't paying indie rappers the way it's supposed to) and take my usual 15-minute break around that time. I look at my phone and there's a text from my bro PRO'Verb. It says "U ok???" Immediately, I'm thinking, "what in the fuck is he talking about? Somebody drop a diss track about me? Somebody talkin' shit about me on Twitter and I missed it during my shift? My nudes leaked? What's going on?" So the first thing I did was go to Twitter, no more than 5 seconds of hitting the timeline, I see why he asked. Sean Price, at the age of 43, passed away in his sleep.
If you know me...like, TRULY know me? You know how much of a fan I am of Sean Price. Only 2 days before his passing, me and Pro were in the car as he was giving me a ride to work, and per usual, we talked about new music we were both working on, current events in music (the Drake-Meek Mill beef and the CyHi The Prynce "Elephant In The Room" track were prominent topics that day), and somehow, the convo turned to Sean Price and the respect I had for him. Sean was easily one of the most disrespectful, yet lyrically sharp and witty, lyricists that I've heard. Yeah, he was a rap bully, but he also had a sense of humor that made you laugh at some of the fucked-up shit he was saying, often poking fun at the expense of other artists in the game. Examples needed?