And Big K.R.I.T.
Listening to his shit reminds me of the mid-nineties and why I ended up falling in love with rap music when all signs in my area pointed to country.
My brothers wre big into country and shit, then one day I found a green cassette titled "Dr. Dre - The Chronic".
Shit, after that it was a wrap. I was hooked.
Then I found Busta, DMX, and Juvenile.
X' "It's Dark and Hell is Hot" was the first album I ever bought with explicit lyrics.
I was like 11 or 12 looking like a grown man, and walked into Sam Goody and scooped.