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DMX said this to me. We were speaking over the phone, the day before he was set to play a sold-out show at SOB's, a club in New York City's West Village that, with its high ceiling and enormous pillars, brought to mind a Roman temple bent inwards on itself. "Thank you for this opportunity" could mean any number of things. It could be worthless, the kind of kernel thrown out with as much significance as a "How are you" or a "Fuck Drake." It could've been posturing; as X spoke, he spoke of God and gifts and whatever, sounding political as artists often do in interviews, when their desire to actually communicate runs up against the need to not say something stupid. (This is a problem X has encountered before.) He spoke in a machine-gun burst, chopping up his sentences into brief clusters—"I... don'thavetobe... workingonanalbum... torecordasong"—and I never knew when something he said was pre-determined or when it was the byproduct of whatever the hell was going on in his head. Or—maybe—it could've all been genuine.