I lived near Philly for five years at a time when Meek Mill was only known in Philly, esteemed from a young age as a lock for near-future national presence. This week I moved into my second apartment in New York. There are still boxes everywhere and the air conditioning isn’t set up, so the windows stay open and the fan’s turned high. Last night, someone parked out front in a silver Jeep, and for a half hour at least while I organized closets, leaked Meek Mill’s summer-stealing “I’ma Boss” and weed smoke into the air. It felt like homecoming.
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