Before I listened to Yeat, I was nothing. A loser you could say. One day my homie said, "hey have you heard Yeat". I said no, so he turned on Off tha lot . I heard the pure emotions coming from his words. I cried deep emotional tears and realized at that very moment I could make something of myself. I turned my life around and became a very cool person and broke out of my shell. He saved me. Yeat saved me. Thank you . He is our savior. He saved me from living life as a loser. Being a Yeat fan isn't just a hobby, it's a lifestyle, a reason to breathe, an escape from this cruel world filled with thieves. It's art, the first gift you open on Christmas, a hug from a loved one, everything you've ever wanted, everything you need.