Take me back to that roof top album release party. You in that $6,000 Dolce Gabana dress because you wanted to show out for your lil bro. You right in the front reciting every word to “SSWL.” You had the biggest smile on in the entire building. No one was ever more proud of me than you. My best friend, my first friend, my biggest fan, stylist, manager, promoter, among many other things. Not a day goes by I don’t think of you. I wake up in tears every morning. I cry in the car like dude from Friday when Deebo took his chain his grandmama gave him. I’m content this is the way it will be for the rest of my days. One thing I promise you is I will make sure your/our boys will never need nor want for anything. I love and miss you so much Twin. From the womb to the tomb! It’s hard to go on without you but I know I have to so I will with the strength from my angel. I been beating myself up in the studio trying to continue the plan we made together for my last album. Idk though it’s been tough doing it alone. Even though I know you’re with me in spirit. I’m rambling now. So with that said. Back to Jeffrey the hustler Jay Ax is dead. #CynthiasTable4Ever https://www.instagram.com/p/Ci2nf25uMsq/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=