one thing is certain, in the past few years ive realized
that no matter how cold it is in the yards and layups,
or how shitty some day or night has been,
theres nothing as comforting as seeing some writers pieces you
respect and admire that really rock shit laid up and just straight blazing
in the night sky. I say this in reference to Creds, and no shit for about 30
straight trips to different new england yards and layups in years back
i used to see his shit just chillin and always blazin away, big ups to credit. no doubt.