The city lamps blurred like copyright watercolor. Benny was lost to the music, his head swimming on the grey concrete jungle. The felt heavy. A dissonant tune drifted from a nearby honky-tonk, beckoning Benny closer. He needed a moment. A pill, tiny and blue, was his only solace. The little blue friend guaranteed oblivion. The world would dissolve… Read More

Yo, life be a trip sometimes, ya know? Gotta keep your head up. The streets don't sleep, but we gotta stack that paper. When the stress hits, some people turn to somethin' else. That's where the G's Up, Xanny Down life comes in. It's about keeping it real. You gotta be smart, be smooth, be ruthless to make it in this world. We look out for our own… Read More