RIP
As soon as I saw the name it made me think of his mention in that Mobb Deep track...
"Vision a canvas I paint a picture
Similar to Ernies Barnes nigga
But mines is more ghetto
More guns, more drugs, mostly thugs
All of my duns, their baby moms, daughters and sons
Dark blocks, with streets lamps shot the fuck out
Park benches is broke, a nigga stretched out
Jumped off the roof and fell to his death it's real
Handball walls display the R-I-P murals
Those who sling, play the shadows by the building
Devils spring, keep em going while the snows blowing
Grams get dipped, 50's is moked, cookies is broke
And spliced in large pieces for the fiends to smoke
The sunset looks beautiful over the projects
What a shame, it ain't the same where we stand at
If you look close you can see the bricks chipped off
Sometimes niggas miss when they lick off don't get clipped off"