You big headed, alcoholic, fool made ass nigga. Oh…wrong note. (Let me start over…)
You big headed, alcoholic, fool made ass nigga. I love you dearly. In the 10+ years I’ve known you, you have remained the same person towards me…whether I was 5 minutes or 5 timezones away from you. I appreciate how you always support me…or annoy me with your nudging for shit like me writing this book (._. ). But I wish for nothing but the best in whatever you do, and I’m sure you will make a great impact in the educational field…even though if they see those pictures that call you Whitney Houston’s daughter, they might dismiss everything you say. lmao
Thank you for bein’ there for me through everything, especially my dad passing. You are of the elite company that I could tolerate being around, and you tolerate me when I’m on my silent bullshit…which as of late is far more often than either of us have or are willing to address. I love you Biggie Shorty.