I'm still a bit too bitter to cry over some of these tributes. Maybe it's just me. This is certainly no diss to Beyonce or Metallica. I'm ranting about the larger scale of what's going on now after his death with the increased interest and skyrocketing music sales.
He knew we existed before he died; knew we loved, adored, cared, and supported him BEFORE he left this world.
We went out and bought his music BEFORE he died. We screamed outside the gates at the 2005 trial BEFORE he died. We wore tshirts with his pictures BEFORE he died. We sang his music BEFORE he died.
We fought with family members, friends and talking-heads on tv BEFORE he died. Some of us even made up songs or changed the lyrics to preexisting songs and sang them (in our own little worlds) to him BEFORE he died.
He didn't leave this earth without knowing how much he's inspired us. He knew he was like water, like air to some of us BEFORE he died.
Now people want to pay public tribute to him? Just in the nick of time, huh.
Seeing all this, I'm about a thousand times more bitter than I was before he passed away because I feel like all this is too little, too late.
We've been screaming at the top of our lungs about the importance of this man BEFORE he died. He got treated like $hit.
All of a sudden the rest of the nation wants to remember how important he was? In the words of my illustrious mama: That's some low-down $hit right there.