came up like, “Biggie wanna get you high.” We sat back and smoked. I got his number. The nigga hit me the next day to come to the hotel. So me and my homey went up there and chilled. I was about 16. The day he died I seen him with Puff. I tried to say what’s up to Puff, but Puff didn’t see me. Then I seen Big and he was like, ‘What’s up, my nigga.’ I hugged Big and the nigga smelled like soap. That’s all I remember. He just smelled fresh like, ‘Damn, he a big nigga but he smell like soap.'” Visit Rhapsody.com for more on this interview