The Face of Heartbreak For Generations: The Lil Warfare story

Intro

My story is filled with heartbreak, pain, sadness, anger, but love. I go by the name "Lil Warfare" and i am a musical artist (I dont identify as only a rapper). Before we go into the full story about my life we need to set some boundaries:  1.) If you do not appreciate vulgar language leave now.  2.) If you have any personal opinions about the state of rap as a whole that is negative, leave now.  3.) Open your mind.

Now that we have that out the way, let's begin. 

My first big inspirations for doing music we're from my best friends Jahseh and Malcolm (Who we will get into separately later) and my grandfather. One day when i was hanging out with my friend Jahseh who went by the rap name "XXXTentacion" he started to record his hit song Look At Me, while watching him record i took plenty of notes about his process and strategy in the music industry. During part of the song something clicked with me that this seemed fun and a good way to relieve stress, so 4 weeks later i recorded my first song that i would later remaster.(Fun fact: I have the original version of the song locked in a secret file on my laptop.)  After recording the song and hearing it i felt a weird sense of joy for doing music so i continued.

Let's fast forward to 4 months later I was feeling like music wouldn't work out, i was stuck at a low fan count. So Jahseh's idea was to record a song with me to put my name out there and it worked. Our song "Bad!" came out great and is being released soon. ThenMalcolm came over to my place to play some PS4 and I hit my computer on accident and it played a beat i was producing,Malcolm heard it and started to freestyle over the beat and then I turned on the mic and did the same and it became my XXL tryout called "Woah". 

Now this is where the sad parts come in, we are skipping to the date June 18th 2018. On this day me and Jahseh went out to Riva Motorsports and were trying to buy some motorcycles and when we got back in the car somebody had blocked it off. In just a few minutes he was gone. The people had shot Jahseh. While he was in the hospital and the doctors where working their asses off to save him my girlfriend left me. I felt lost without them.

Now we skip to the day I am writing this, September 7th 2018. I come home to the news that Malcolm was dead of an apparent drug overdose.

If you guys like this so far i will go more in depth on my story and make this full-length