First off, give praise to the creator, no matter what you call him, he is the beginning, and the end. Second, my love to my Father and Mother, without them, I’d be nothing. And my deepest love to my Grandmother, for loving me unconditionally, no matter if we’re worlds apart in our thinking. And my heart goes to my Sister, Aunt, Uncles, Cousins, but most certainly, my son. Because he gives me reason to live, I love you more than you could ever know.
Beatsmith, and their producers, Tech, thanks for laying it down and going forth with the project, and Funk, Jason, and Titus, thanks for the slamming tracks. And of course, Diamond, without you, this project would have never been lifted off the ground.
And much appreciation to my special guests for blessing me with their talents, Last, you dropped me some hard shit, and Taalam, you know you always come with it, and Droopy, you sick, thanks for the trip down to make my album that much better.
Thanks to Nikki Wade for hitting me with her dope vocals, Comedian Hurricane Andrews, I keep playing the track back just to hear you cracking jokes. And thanks to the special guest that did voice effects on Writer’s Block.
And my fans, it’s a blessing your in my life, especially to the people who wrote me all those beautiful e-mails, I can’t tell you enough how you make me feel like I should be doing what I’m doing.
And to all my friends through these regions, from L.A to Miami, Atlanta, Nashville, St. Louis, North and South Carolina, Virginia, Chicago, D.C. Baltimore, Philly, Jersey, New York and Boston, thanks for just being real.
And to my enemies, it’s also a blessing to have you as well, because you truly give me encouragement, really, you fuel me.
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