Of course, I acknowledge that my directive that those in attendance not just reach their hands up high, but also wave them side to side, may to some seem extreme, even unreasonable. But what they must realize is that I could not possibly ask of them what I, the realest rapper in the 215, would personally refuse to give. And above all else, trust that when I say “hey,” it comes from deep inside a man who has on many occasions been himself entrusted to say “ho.”