Cotton Eaters Never Die: The Loss of an Icon, An Ode to Riky Rick

This piece will not be poetic. It will be a piece filled with the utmost praise and reverence for one of the most influential artists this country has ever seen.
This piece will not focus on the loss of this Giant but instead will seek to once again highlight his impact not only on the culture but on every person he managed to touch and inspire.

Everyone always preaches about showing love. They always speak about inhabiting rooms and being kind to the next man or woman because you do not know what that person is going through but rarely do we see people execute that sentiment. Riky Rick’s role embodied something I had never seen before from a person of such fame and influence.

Many of us have seen Riky exude that energy; you didn’t need to be close to him to experience his kindness; you didn’t need to have been in his immediate circle to experience his respect.

Riky was a man beyond the music that had a very firm grasp on what it meant to be a human being, understanding that the best thing one can do in this life is show love genuinely. His character shone through every time he spoke about the need to show love, and these words were followed by multiple acts of him putting action to his words. Whether it be him gifting petrol attendant’s designer sneakers from his closet or entering a club and making an effort to personally greet anyone he could, even if he didn’t know you, he showed love to the extent that refreshed many.

It is with immense sadness that we have to think about a life where he will not continue to bless our country with his talent, with his energy, with his high-level knowledge of everything high level.

Riky Rick was a tastemaker, a culture shifter, a savant of all things stylish and game-changing. There is a whole generation that has followed his lead and an entire generation that now has to “Operate,” as he would say, without his leadership.

My only hope for his legacy is that those in positions of power in the culture also move the needle, follow his lead on how he supported and sought out the youth. He was a man that understood what was needed to take things forward. He looked towards the up-and-coming talent and saw where the future could go if they were given the time, love, and opportunity to be let in the door, so he held it open.

In the outro for family values titled “Till I Die” he says this before his verse, “In life, we are so busy doing things, we forget how to be human beings, we end being human – doings….”

So I will leave with this, let us take the time to be, take the time to love and give love to those we love, and never be afraid to lift anyone who needs to be raised, and lastly, listen to the kids.

RIP Rikhado Makhado
Cotton Eaters Never Die.

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