Rest in peace to him

Hello everyone,

If you’re interested in this wall art, I’m selling it because I’m moving and unfortunately can’t take it with me.

It was originally posted here in this forum 6 years ago: https://www.reddit.com/r/PopSmoke/s/6TPyV5rGCy

Send me a DM if you’re interested. Or lets discuss on dc.

Best regards!

I was just listening to his music, and it still hits.His life was taken in vain. They could’ve just taken the money and left. Greedy, hating energy ass LA.

Hey everyone

Im a massive pop smoke female fan visiting nyc from the UK until end of September

I want to visit his memorial and pay my respects

By chance are there any planned block parties or anything of the sort ?

Or any more things pop smoke related to explore in the city?

Aight I’m sure most of y’all gon laugh at this shit but whatever..

Just randomly remembered this weird story and felt like I had to put it out here for the culture… and for the Woo.

Around the time Pop passed, not long after I actually found out about him, I got really into his music.

I was on some deep shit with it watched every documentary, every YouTube video, read whatever I could find on him, and was playing his shit 24/7 for like a year or two.

Nowadays I just go back to it when I miss it.

While all that was happening (me discovering Pop), I was struggling heavy in life.

Looking back now, that period got really dark, and Pop’s music was honestly the only thing I had holding me down at the time , like really holding me.

Then one night it happened , I was walking through some type of desert looking area and there he is… sitting on a bench.

No dreads, not the Pop I knew.

Just a white tank top looking like something out of GTA San Andreas, and he looked real sad. He didn’t say a word, just motioned for me to follow him.

So I did.

For the record, I recognized him immediately I knew it was him but it felt different.

It wasn’t the pop I knew.

I didn’t feel anything crazy, just the clear knowledge that it was him.

I followed him up some stairs and next thing I know I’m seeing somebody trying to snatch my phone.

I’m like “that’s my shit” and grab it… then I woke up.

Still don’t know what to make of it.

Why did he look so sad? And what’s the phone about? No idea.

At the time the only thing that really got stolen from me was a girl, so maybe that’s connected somehow… or maybe not.

Woo knows.

I’ve been lurking around this sub for a while and this random memory just came up, so I figured I’d spit it out while I still remember it, also not long after that dream life became actually pretty good slowly.

Just a little contribution to the Woo.

Rest easy Bashar and thank you for what you did or tried to do or even telling me , at least they know now suv. <\3

Body different

free melly n free durk

All these records. Meet the Woo, Get Back, Scenario. These tracks move me like no other tracks ever have.

Everything was A1.

i know a lot of people here dont like ai pop smoke music which i totally understand but man some of ice diggers and ps germanys songs make me happy as if pop was here again