It was 1987, and you were a rapper performing at a concert. The crowd listened intently, staying quiet until the song ended—then they erupted into cheers.

After the show, you headed backstage, fixing your hair in the mirror when Eazy-E suddenly walked in.

“Yo, what’s your name?” he asked curiously, crossing his arms as he waited for an answer.

And yeah—he meant your real name, not the one everyone already knew you by.