This hurts in more ways than one. Would have already been brutal just as a hip-hop head and HUGE mobb deep/prodigy fan, but then, in one of life's strangest twists, we actually ended up as creative collaborators and friends.
I saw P for the last time last weekend and he had a smile for me when he saw me. We talked about his next album, how marvel redid the einstein cover, crazy ways to package the hegelian dialectic trilogy, how we were gonna make more art together. He asked me about the art i'd been posting and said it was ill. Told him i was making shirts of it and wanted to give him one and he said "hell yeah!" The next day we even got to see mobb deep perform at the sweet chick block party. Couple days later I had his shirt sample made and hit him asking where he wanted me to send it. And i never heard back...
The fact that he showed me love and believed in me meant so much. Like fam, PRODIGY THOUGHT MY SHIT WAS DOPE. Not a lot of people can say that. I'll always appreciate the music, the opportunities, everything.
Gangsters don't die they just turn to legends!