Open letter to Skepta.
I love you. I'm not afraid to say that (not no homo tip but straight up real talk you know like that) I got nothing but love in my heart and you're an inspiration, idol, young God in my eyes so thank you first & foremost for simply being you. I've been passionately supporting every move you make musically since lime-wire days, since bluetooth infared just came out days, since dancefloor riddim days and things like that
Now we're 2017 and I still am mad.. Mad... MAD! supporting, like anyone says otherwise or anything other than greatness about you/BBK and we will probably fall out it's truly that real. That being said; to go to the main point of my letter - I want to say out of love and respect plus admiration I've been concerned lately about all these dumb rumours I've been hearing about you regarding taking drugs and what I've seen as well on the award shows and even new videos you seem slimmer and scattered (mentally) BUT I pray it's a case of "everything's not what it seems" because you mean too much to me ...too much to the scene to play yourself in that way. So please - in the words of Bryson Tiller - "Don't"
You're a G. A Real frigging celebrity (which for me stands for celebratory, as in celebratory figure/someone worth celebrating) and overall living legend. Please wherever you are when you read this, whoever the fuck is rolling with you, no matter what obstacles are currently stood against you, please drop down the wrap/crack/sniff whatever it is that you know you don't need. We can't afford to lose you. I CAN'T AFFORD TO LOSE YOU. So please, if the rumours are in fact true and you've experimented with the white then calm but please big bro, leave it now.
However if all of this turns out to be a preaching to the converted situation accept my apologies in advance and just know that this is all done out of love - you got a true supporter in me, someone that won't stand by and watch from the sideline if something bad is happening to you but speak up and get involved cause as I said in the beginning you're a G, my inspiration and like my imaginary big brother so best believe I won't watch as you go down. God forbid. So have a lovely week. Miracles be upon you. God bless you and yours. Take care - in Jesus name, Amen.