Wow…last night at the Java Head Café…wow. Celebration for Deon, Nat, and Drew…wow. Over 150 folks crammed into space meant to comfortably seat about maybe 35. All for love. All to roast or toast Drew. Wow. Seeing True Life and Faheem roll through the venue (both them dudes been under rocks)…wow. Seeing Taj and Rush…wow. Having Sir host the roast and roast the host off the bat…WOW. Rockin’ my piece that Sir inspired for the first time, and having Sir rock his piece that inspired mine, only to have Native Son do his piece that intitially inspired Sir’s in the first place WOOOOOOW! Buildin’ with Deon a bit and really getting past the “What’s up” mode…wow. Having Nat, the owner of Java Head up in the spot on his birthday chillin’…wow. Deon, young producer pulling the feature where he fatures the work of the people he works with…gangsta wow. Seeing Sir’s mom after like a year…wow. Having her come up on stage and just talk to us on our level…wow. True life askin’ to cop the book as soon as he sees me…w-o-w. Hearing 13 of Nazereth spit…wow. Hearing Kom’s homegirl/ vicious ass emcee, Symantics crush it…WHOA! All those heads in one spot with no beef and all love. Unbelievable. Hittin’ Drew with a tribute piece when he just knew I was going to roast his ass (don’t worry, cuzin’…it’s still comin’)…wow. Me even doing a tribute for another guy…wow…The entire night…you guessed it…so say it with me. Ready?
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1- 2- 3…Wooooow. Yeah, ya’ll rock man. Ya’ll are just…just…wow. Anyways, back to my complete overkill of the word ‘wow’. This cat named Richard coppin my book after flipping through the table of contents…wow…Building and talking with folk I don’t know with no regards to time…wow…Talking with Andrew about wanting to kill certain rap artists…WOWOWOWOWOWOWOW. Talking with Andrew about cinematic tragedies…wow. Leaving the spot after 1:30 in the morning knowing I have work the next day…wow. Talking with Kom for 40 minutes until his phone dies about making moves, the state of poetry, and how many of the people we roll with fit in, knowing that I have work in the morning wow. Running on fumes…wow. Pushed the wrong damn button to get to the lobby in my building…wow. Bout to fall out in my cubicle…now. Wow.