Those where your early words when the hustle became real. You never gave up in your dream, from the street you came so hard, with your head up, you stood to defeat.
You came so real into the music scene, passing through hard times on the street of lagos, Today your name is a house hold name. I never had love for your music coz as a full blooded Ikwere boy,I never understood the language with which you poured out those sick bars and lines, but today your music Ilefo Illuminati is my ringtone.
From style to lyrics, you have become one of my favorite rappers, listening to you will always remind of the Late Da Green (Chief Executive Omata), and your tribute to da green will always remain in my play list. May his high spirited soul rest in perfect peace.
This letter is not to bring back old memories, but to tell you that you have come of age, grooming more Yoruba rappers would make da Green Proud of you even in his grave.
“I am here to preach realness generally and make the youths believe in whatever they do and what little they have because with God everything is possible”. You once said.
I Respect your hustle brother, and I believe with God, you will one day be that street god every ghetto youth on the streets would look up to. Bless.
Young Endy Flex is my name, a Ghana based Nigerian Entertainment publicist/journalist.