Olskool Ice-Gre and E.P Da Hellcat had put their rap careers behind them. Then fate intervened in the form of the most infamous man in popular music.
They were freshmen at Jackson State, a dab of Black college life nestled in the middle of Mississippi. They were both waiting at Union Station for a train to their shared hometown of Chicago. Gre and his crew posted up near the tracks, bags filled with liquor, minds at ease. The platform swarmed with off-the-clock students. Amid the bustle, a voice protruded. It was E.P. No one in her group had packed any booze and she was pissed. Gre’s cousin looked at him, then looked at her, and then, before anyone even knew what was happening, said out loud, “You don’t even got to worry about that. You can drink with us.” So the strangers rode and drank together.
