"Pray I don't make it in the 27 club."
I'm fucking sad. This guy made party anthems and then went quietly into a studio with 3 different aliases and the underground of the world's best producers to sample classic jazz and make 20-minute instrumentals that could tear you up. Music lost a homie.
Apparently people on Twitter are blaming Ariana Grande. (For the record, I really don't know who these two people are but they were an item. For others like myself who aren't "with it.")
No relationship will save you from addiction. People can make it easier or harder to recover but there's no savior out there that takes this shit away