My pops put me on to Hov. I remember the first time I heard Reasonable Doubt. Wild ass kid with a loud ass radio. I remember his summer jams and his winter bangers. Every year he did it. Every fucking year. I don't consider this man a rapper anymore. He's transformed into an artist in every sense of the word. Who's done what he has? When Mr. Carter is 60, I can still see him performing. A real rock star. This nigga is immortal. End of story.