7 years ago the world lost a special, genuine and rather unique individual. A person who was undeniably real and spoke freely from his heart. A person who like any other person had his demons on his shoulders weighing him down, but he was the only reason we stayed around, when he took the podium and declared that Wu Tang was for the children. As a platinum selling artist, he took us on a ride through Brooklyn in a limo to collect food stamps to feed his family, stating that he was owed 40 aces and a mule. Regardless of however you felt about him musically, you can't take the fact that there will certainly never be another ODB. He was Hip Hop's Big Baby Jesus, who strongly influenced a genre and it is safe to say that the music as we know it will never be the same without the Ol Dirty Bastard.