I met The Jacka through my guys Googie and Dre Line. Jacka heard me on another song I did for Goog and was like “who’s that?” That lead to our collab “2 Live Crew” and they invited me to shoot the video in Oakland. I got a chance to kick it with him and his crew, and I think if he never made it as a rapper he could’ve been a comedian. He had us cracking up all day. He was a good dude and I just noticed certain things from being around him. He took care of his people, and he gave me wisdom about the game. We were in the studio at the end of last year and someone asked him about the secret to his longevity, and he was open and helpful. He was real. He said what was on his mind and I think that’s one of the things people loved about him. He could go to a show and not say one word, the crowd would just be happy he was there and sing every word for him. He had love like that.
The last text I got from him was about doing more music together. I still have that on the wall in the studio – “Jacka collab”. When I got the call the night it happened, I couldn’t believe it. He got killed in the Bay, and he’s from the Bay, how fucked up is that? It’s easy to think sometimes because a person gets to a certain point in life, they’re past the danger of the streets. Unfortunately that’s not the case. It could all go away at any second, and sadly we’re reminded of that when things like this happen. We were reminded with 2Pac. We were reminded with Mac Dre. And now we are reminded with The Jacka.
After the wave on the news and social media hit, you really got to see the love he had from all over. Some people said some dumb shit about his death, some real disrespectful shit, which can really piss you off if you let it, because when you actually know the person it’s different. I was fucked up, and I’m still fucked up over it. The Bay lost a legend. Hip Hop lost a legend. And we will always remember him. Rest In Paradise Jacka.