My relationship with Hip-Hop dates back to 1996. From the moment I heard the Brooklyn staccato in Sean Carter’s voice bumrushing the speakers of my boom box on his debut album “Reasonable Doubt,” Hip Hop had his hooks in me. In the words of Mr. Notorious, “I let my tape rock until the tape popped.” His lyrics have gotten me through some of the best of times and the worst of times in my life. His words have literally talked me off the edge when I got too close. In this space, I pour out my deepest feelings toward him.