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RIP Michael Jackson

Micheal Jackson was an integral part of millions of men, women and children's lives. He meant more to me than the "King Of Pop" he was my cousin (by marriage), a genius, and a gentle soul. I remember dancing to every song on every album as it was some sort of daily ritual. Ironically, Thriller didn't scare me I thought it was funny. Michael will forever moonwalk in the hearts of BILLIONS around the world.

Thank You

Happy Birthday Pac!!

Street Wear Brand Tatts...

Out of line.

Drizzy, Drizzy, Drizzy...

Say it ain't so.

The fact that it's written doesn't bug me: the fact that he didn't remember it, his swag DISAPPEARED, he was obviously shaken, and etc. bugs me!!