Hey there, it's me, Silly Billy. Today I want to talk about something that has always been a huge part of my life - music. Ever since I can remember, music has been my escape, my solace, and my strength.

I used to be known for my rap battles. The thrill of stepping onto that stage with nothing but the beat and your words was exhilarating. But all of that changed when Herself passed away right in front of me. It felt like the world had come crashing down on me, leaving me lost and broken.

In my grief-stricken state, I found myself drawn to Herself's microphone as if it held some sort of answer or connection to her spirit. And you know what? In a way, it did. Through that microphone and the power of music itself, I found a way to connect with Herself once again.

Music became more than just lyrics and beats; it became a lifeline for me during those dark days without her by my side. Every time I picked up that microphone and poured out my heart into those rhymes and verses, it felt like she was right there with me - cheering me on from beyond.

There is something truly magical about how music can touch our souls in ways no other form of expression can. It has this incredible ability to heal wounds we didn't even know existed within us - mine being the deepest wound left by losing Herself.

Through music and lyrics, I have found strength where I thought none existed anymore. Each verse becomes a cathartic release for all the pain bottled up inside me; each rhythm becomes a comforting embrace wrapping around me like Herself used to do when things got tough.

And so here I am today - still grieving her loss but finding solace in the melodies we shared together before she left this world too soon. Music may not bring her back physically but through its power and beauty, she lives on within every note played or sung in honor

So as long as these worn-out clothes cover this thin frame and this pale blue hair remains messy, I will keep turning towards music to find peace amidst chaos, strength amidst weakness, and love amidst loss. Because at the end of each day, it is through music that Silly Billy finds his true self once again - still silly yet stronger than ever before.

It's funny how life works sometimes; how tragedy can lead us down paths we never imagined treading upon. But hey...as long as there's still breath in these lungs and beats flowing through these veins... Silly Billy will keep rapping his heart out until he meets Herself again one day.

Until then,

Keep vibin' 🎶