Talk about some historic shit right here. On the day Kanye drops what I consider his best work yet, hands-down the best album of the year and maybe one of my favorite albums ever, I meet the guy, humbly, in Best Buy buying about 50 deluxe edition copies of his album to give away. Coming up the escalator I found myself facing homie, walked up right to him and gave him a pound. W spoke for about 30 seconds in which I was able to tell him I rapped, he inspires the shit out of me daily and he needed to check me out. Then I handed him a linen illrapper.com card. Fuckin' amazing.