Friday night my homie Eze and I hit up The Loft downtown to see J. Cole.
Dude’s performance was ill. His energy was ridiculous.
I won’t lie, I didn’t know all the songs but the ones I did know I had so much fun rapping along to.
Let me recap the night:
The dress code had to be all plaid everything. About 3/4s of the joint had on plaid [Eze and I included].
There were at least 15 acts before Cole even went on stage. Half of them were HORRID. And on top of that, all the host talked about was weed. [Let’s get out lives together… Thanks.]
There was this girl that kept getting on stage ‘dancing’ every time an act left stage. [Side eye. Groupie. The worst.]
Anywho, it took about ten minutes to finally bring Cole out when it was his turn to hit the stage. The hosts were so damn faded it was ridiculous. [Heavy eyelids and shit, the deuce? ]But when Cole finally hit the stage everybody was hype. We were all impatient to see him since they had a whole damn roster of fools come before him.
I would post my videos but the sound sucks and my uploader is retarded. I’ll try and update though…
I’ll post about the BP3 tour in a lil bit. [Shit was ill.]
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