Backpackers can feel somewhat in demand of love, much like the ignorant misogynistic rapper who prides himself on loving and leaving with no cares. While they may wear their hearts on their sleeves for the world to show, intelligence is only a small measure of what they’re capable of.

Numerous scribes have penned works about J Dilla and how he was immortalized and celebrated more in death than in life. That skepticism put on by many journalists and commentators alike make the legacy of James Yancy a murky one, even for the true die hard fans of Detroit who couldn’t help but thumb through copies of Slum Village’s first two albums with glee. His work with many artist of the era from Common to The Pharcyde has earned him his producer stripes and were recognized in a larger landscape once he passed. It’s his solo work, especially that on The Shining that makes everything even more complex.

For the most part, The Shining was backed by Dilla’s working of samples and his guests. Common went back to his Resurrection days on “E=MC2”, the once in a blue moon D’Angelo appearance on the unfinished version of “So Far to Go” and Guilty Simpson warning everyone within earshot that Detroit had rhyme kickers outside of Marshall & Royce with something to prove.

But everytime I revisit Dilla’s “75% complete” posthumous second album, I start at the end and listen to the composition built upon The Isley Brother’s “Footsteps in the Dark” & Dick Hyman’s “Alfie”. “Won’t Do” eradicates all predisposed notions that Dilla had to be placed in the same categories as Common circa Like Water For Chocolate. It’s possibly the same path Wale is currently on, exhibiting both spoken word and raunchiness to allure women. Dilla was no different than any other man that admired a curvaceous woman and merely wanted to “find em, screw em & flee” to paraphrase N.W.A.

Flexing that sort of duality showcased why fans loved Dilla, even if they may have had to rub shoulders with the crowd who only claimed love for Dilla because he had passed suddenly. It’s the former set of fans, those who proudly wore the Dilla Changed My Life T-shirts who carry the torch that Ma Dukes, Illa J, Baatin and others from Detroit and around the world envisioned. Those are the ones who fully appreciate what Dilla left us and how the rest of producers who love samples look up to.