This gal pretty much describes perfectly why I love Jay-Z.

I’ll never forget when I first fully encountered his music. In a big black SUV… driving through Portland and Vancouver… with Eric Knox (a 6’ 6” basketball-player-turned-pastor)… smoking cigars… windows down… blaring The Black Album like it was the last album on earth. It was an epiphanic moment. Darn near changed my life.

– via SoupSoup