The Truth About The Amazon Rainforest

*Sigh* On the real, I don’t even know where to begin, son. The fact is, human beings are basically parasites to the Earth, man. I mean, whatever we could possibly do to destroy our planet, we find a way to do it, fam. Now, despite a shocking lack of news coverage, we need to talk about the Amazon Rainforest. All in all, the world’s premier rainforest is being decimated and we need to do something about it ASAP.

Ok, before I continue, let me advise some of my social media kinfolk. Listen, people, some of the images that are being spread around on FacebookTwitter and Instagram are misleading, bruh. Like, yes, fires on the Brazil side of the rainforest are 80% higher this year than last year. However, some of the pictures floating around are either old or from a completely different place. So, folks need to be mindful of the information they’re spreading, son.

With all of that being said, we still have a major fucking problem, man. The truth is, millions upon millions of acres are being destroyed and the global impact will be massive, fam. Look, the trees in the Amazon Rainforest are responsible for about 20% of the world’s oxygen. Shit, let me say that again, bruh. THE TREES IN THE AMAZON RAINFOREST ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR ABOUT 20% OF THE WORLD’S OXYGEN! In addition, the rainforest puts loads of water into the atmosphere. Needless to say, we need that shit, son! However, our incessant need for farmland is literally killing the rainforest.

Now, if we’re being real, Brazil is a HUGE part of the fuckery, man. Listen, they make a ton of money off of cattle ranching. So, to further their business, they’re actually (illegally) burning down large portions of the rainforest. Keep in mind, cows are the cause for large amounts of greenhouse gas emissions like methane and carbon dioxide. In layman’s terms, Brazil is cutting off our oxygen while putting harmful shit in our atmosphere. For God‘s sake, there is absolutely NOTHING people won’t do for money, fam.

In the end, I don’t know what else to say, bruh. Ultimately, we’re killing the fucking planet and none of our governments seem to care, son. At the end of the day, this is why a phrase like “money is the root of all evil” exists, man. Hell, we’ll blatantly do shit that’s detrimental to our future as long as we can make a profit from it. In my eyes, none of that shit is worth it, fam. Before it’s all said and done, we might not have a planet left, brethren. That is all. LC out.

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My First (Real) Brazilian Jiu Jitsu Class

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, I love fighting, man. Now, I haven’t been in a real fight in years, but I still need that type of aggression, fam. Shit, I grew up doing Taekwondo, I’ve boxed, I’ve done Muay ThaiJeet Kune Do and general MMA. Needless to say, I’m semi-addicted to pain, bruh. In any case, last night was a first for me. Last night was the first time I took a real Brazilian Jiu Jitsu class. All in all, I’m still processing my experience, brethren.

Ok, to be clear, last night was not the first time I’ve rolled. Shit, thanks to previous MMA classes, I’ve had the pleasure of putting someone in and being put into a rear-naked choke and an armbar. However, those experiences didn’t necessarily prepare me for a full hour and a half of BJJ, son. Frankly, despite my years of martial arts training, I’ve learned that I don’t know shit upon shit about fighting on the ground, man.

Now, before I continue, I have to give a major shout-out to Babs Olusanmokun. The actor/BJJ black belt runs Babs BJJ out of Phil Nurse‘s The Wat school in lower Manhattan. Side bar, I have to give another shout-out to my wife for finding this school, fam. Keeping it a buck, she’s the real MVP, bruh. Anyway, since the spot is only a few blocks away from my job, I figured I’d give a class a test spin, son. All I know is, I wasn’t exactly prepared for this shit, man.

In any case, the class went as follows: I first learned to shrimp, followed by front rolls and back rolls. From there, I learned how to do the technical stand-up. Next, I learned the basics of the triangle choke. After that, I spent the majority of the class drilling kimuras with other white belts. Side bar, one of the white belts had one stripe and the other had three stripes. Meaning, we were not the same, fam. Frankly, both of those dudes could fuck me up, bruh. It just is what it is.

Moving on, I was involved in all of the activities until it came time to roll. Babs knew that I would get mangled if I got my ass down there, son. Instead, I just watched and came to the realization that a 5’5″ woman with a blue belt could choke the fuckity-fuck out of me, man. All I can say is, it was a very humbling experience, fam.

In the end, I’m still trying to process it all, bruh. Hell, look at my face in that above picture, son. Ultimately, that’s the face of a dude who got his innocence took, man. By and by, I’m pretty sure I’ll go back, fam. At the end of the day, I just need my knees to cooperate with me, brethren. The truth is, it’ll be easy as fuck for someone to double leg me if I don’t get lower to the ground. But, I only have one life and I need to try everything, people. That is all. LC out.

P.S. Someone tell my boy Fabo that I’m renigging on my word to roll with him. Son, I ain’t ready for that type of smoke. Talk to me in a year, man. Good day.

Little Brother’s Back!

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, I’m having a hard time containing my excitement, man. Seriously, Little Brother is one of my favorite groups ever, fam. Like, EVER, bruh! If I’m being honest, PhonteRapper Big Pooh and 9th Wonder completely changed the way I thought music could be made. With that being said, even without 9th’s production, I’m fucking HYPED that they dropped a new album, brethren!

Ok, before I continue, let me take a trip down memory lane. Now, I started rapping when I was 15 years old. Back then, all of my lyrics were littered with copious amounts of Bronx shenanigans. Real talk, some of the tomfoolery I rapped about where things I’ve done. However, a lot of it was just fuckery that I saw around my neighborhood. Basically, I embodied my entire block, regardless of whether or not it was my individual story.

Fast forward to 2003, my life changed, son. Now, in February of that year, Little Brother dropped their debut album, The Listening. As a 17-year-old dude, I was blown away by the record, man. Frankly, I didn’t know a rapper could rhyme about shit like that, fam. I didn’t know that a rapper could speak about the everyday struggle of hating a job, paying child support or shitting on poetry slams. Keeping it a buck, a lot of Rap music only embraced the “gangsta” aesthetic. So, it wasn’t until Little Brother, and later Kanye West, that I realized an artist could wholly live their truth, bruh.

Now, as many fans know by now, the group went through a lot of upheaval over the years. They dropped two more albums (sans 9th Wonder), beefed publicly and then went on with their respective careers. Side note, I’m not the biggest fan of their Leftback album, but Getback was fucking great, son. I don’t give a fuck what anyone says, man. In any case, I never thought they would ever release more music as a collective, fam. Thankfully, I was over-fucking-joyed to listen to their new May the Lord Watch album.

Look, to be clear, 9th isn’t on the album. Yeah, it’s disappointing, but honestly, the project is fucking great without him, bruh. First, Phonte and Pooh recruited producers like Khrysis and Nottz, who are both part of 9th’s Jamla Records and his Soul Council production team. In addition, the group got producers like Focus… and Black Milk to keep their distinctive sound alive, son. The point is, this project is cohesive as shit and the skits are fucking hilarious, man. Like, they brought back a bunch of themes from their The Minstrel Show album, such as Joe Scudda in blackface, Percy Miracles and Roy Lee. All in all, this shit is gold for a diehard fan like me, fam.

In the end, I could keep on going, bruh. But, everyone should just go listen to the album, son. Ultimately, I couldn’t have asked for a better project from them, man. By and by, it would’ve been great to have 9th on the record, but I don’t think it takes away from the music, fam. Also, I’m pretty sure 9th was busy finishing up Rapsody‘s Eve album. At the end of the day, this album just put a new battery in my back, bruh. Hell, I feel like making a new song right now, people. That is all. LC out.

P.S. If anyone doubts my Little Brother fandom, just take a listen to “The World Is Mine” on my The Charlemagne Renaissance album. Fam, I literally have lyrics that say “I’m just tryna navigate through a cold game, and sell a mil as Phonte with a gold chain.” The point is, I fucking love these dudes, son! Good day.

Why I’m Not Happy About Daniel Pantaleo’s Firing

So, here we are, son. Five years after the murder of Eric Garner, the officer who killed him, Daniel Pantaleo, was fired by the NYPD. Now, because of this decision, I’m seeing certain factions of people celebrate on social media. However, I don’t really feel good about this, man. I mean, yeah, it’s great that Pantaleo was fired. But, that’s not enough, fam. The way I see it, if there was enough cause to fire him, there was enough cause to indict him, bruh.

Ok, keeping it a buck, the first paragraph should speak for itself, son. Basically, after a department trial, killer cop Pantaleo was relieved of his duties. Anyway, according to the presiding judge, Pantaleo’s “use of a chokehold fell so far short of objective reasonableness that this tribunal found it to be reckless — a gross deviation from the standard of conduct established for a New York City police officer.” Essentially, he got canned for murder without actually facing charges for murder.

Now, therein lies the cotdamn problem, man. The fact is, folks can agree that Pantaleo fucked up, but no one will seem to give that asshole any prison time. First, back in 2014, the Staten Island courts refused to bring an indictment against him. Fast forward to this year, the Department of Justice, excuse me, Attorney General William Barr, failed to bring any federal charges against Pantaleo. In the interim, the Garner family reached a $5.9 million settlement with the City of New York and Pantaleo lost his job. So, there was enough reason to give them money and take his pension, but not enough to put his fucking ass behind bars? Nah, fam, miss me with all of that bullshit.

The truth is, this isn’t justice, bruh. Seriously, all we want is accountability. Like, Pantaleo can eventually get another occupation, son. The Garner family can’t get another Eric, man. Frankly, a few million dollars won’t fill the hole of a dead family member, fam. So, I feel like all of this is a slap in the face, folks. It’s on some “yeah, we know he killed him, but, this is all we’re offering” type of shit, brethren. All in all, I don’t feel like it’s nearly enough, people.

In the end, I know it’s a better situation that Pantaleo is out of a job. But, his punishment should’ve been waaaaaay worse, son. Ultimately, he killed an innocent man before our eyes and he’s basically getting a tap on the wrist, fam. By and by, all we ever ask for is justice, bruh. At the end of the day, the powers that be always make it clear that they don’t intend on holding up their end of the bargain. That is all. LC out.

Put Some Respeck On Stipe Miocic’s Name

So, here we are, son. It’s August 19th and Stipe Miocic is once again the UFC Heavyweight Champion. Now, in my eyes, Miocic has always been underappreciated, man. I mean, when fans discuss the greatest Heavyweights of all time, Miocic’s name is begrudgingly brought up. Like, people acknowledge the fact that he has the most consecutive title defenses in UFC history. But, they never put him in the same conversation as Cain Velasquez or Daniel Cormier. Well, now it’s undeniable, fam. Stipe Miocic is the greatest Heavyweight in UFC history.

Ok, before I continue, let’s talk about his recent fight with Cormier. Now, if I’m being real, Miocic was losing that fight at UFC 241, bruh. Shit, I legitimately believe that he lost the first three rounds against Cormier. On the real, I didn’t think the fight would make it out of the first round. Look, based on how often Cormier was connecting with his face, and the way Cormier rag-dolled him with the wrestling, I thought it was about to be a wrap, son. But, Miocic weathered the storm and waited for his opportunity, man.

Moving on, the whole fight started to change in the fourth round. By then, Miocic saw a chink in Cormier’s armor. He realized that Cormier was susceptible to body shots and kept hitting him with left hooks to the gut. Hell, after about 12 of those blows, Cormier’s hands started to fall, fam. From there, Miocic just punched the shit out of his dome, bruh. All in all, Cormier went down from the repeated strikes.

Now, despite Cormier’s loss, I’m not going to call his first fight against Miocic a fluke, son. Frankly, Miocic had a bad game plan by clinching with him. The way I see it, he played right into Cormier’s strengths and paid the price for it. On top of that, the second fight didn’t start too well for Miocic either. From the outside, it looked like Cormier was quicker on the attack, man. Like, he was pretty much able to hit Miocic at will. However, Cormier wasn’t able to put him out and Miocic just bided his time, fam. To me, Miocic showed the heart of a champion, bruh. The fact is, he made the perfected adjustment and made Cormier pay for his hubris, excuse me, mistakes. Side note, Cormier could’ve won if he just kept wrestling, brethren. Listen, he basically admitted as much.

In the end, put some respeck on Miocic’s name, son. Ultimately, he’s now accomplished more than any other UFC Heavyweight before him. By and by, folks were ready to crown Cormier as the greatest Heavyweight ever. Well, how should we rank Miocic now that he’s beat Cormier, reclaimed the belt and set the record for most wins in Heavyweight title fights? As the Heavyweight G.O.A.T., man. No more, no less, fam. That is all. LC out.

Sorry, I Don’t Trust The NFL, Jay-Z

So, let me begin this post by saying that I don’t know. Like, I don’t know the details of Jay-Z‘s deal with the NFL and I don’t know what the long-term effects will be. All I can say is, this entire scenario makes me feel uncomfortable, son. I mean, the NFL doesn’t have a strong history of giving a fuck about social issues, man. With that being said, am I really supposed to believe that they have the best intentions, fam? Sorry, but I’m not rolling yet, bruh.

Ok, for those who missed it, Jay-Z’s Roc Nation just signed an exclusive deal with the league. Based on their partnership, Jay-Z and company will help the NFL choose performers for various events during the season, including the Super Bowl. In addition, Roc Nation will help the league with their social justice efforts. Now, I won’t lie, son. On the real, I have a ton of fucking questions, man. First, since when did the NFL give a flying fuckity-fuck about social justice? Second, why wasn’t Colin Kaepernick factored into any of this “reform,” fam?

Look, from a business standpoint, this looks like a coup for Jay-Z. Shit, he essentially controls the league’s entertainment brand, bruh. But, on face value, it looks like he put commerce over protest, son. Listen, it’s now a well-known fact that the NFL blackballed Kaepernick for kneeling. As of this minute, he STILL doesn’t have a job playing football, man. Furthermore, he basically had to bring a lawsuit against the league to expose their injustice against him. All the while, Jay-Z was apparently working with the NFL behind the scenes. Hell, the rumor is that this deal was being crystalized over the past year. Meaning, while Kaepernick was literally fighting with the league, Jay-Z was secretly working with them. Nah, I don’t feel good about any of that, man.

To make matters worse, I didn’t like Jay-Z’s response to the initial criticism. Fam, he literally said “We forget that Colin’s whole thing was to bring attention to social injustice. In that case, this is a success. This is the next phase. There are two parts of protesting. You go outside and you protest, and then the company or the individual says, ‘I hear you. What do we do next?… So what are we gonna do? You know what I’m saying? Help millions and millions of people, or we get stuck on Colin not having a job.” Bruh, Jay-Z can’t decide what the “next phase” is. Especially not when the original protester is still being treated unfairly.

Son, Kaepernick’s suit against the NFL literally concluded this year. Am I supposed to believe that after battling that man for so long, the league is actually sincere about social justice? Frankly, it’s easy for Jay-Z to say that we’re “past kneeling.” Real talk, he’s not the one who’s had his career destroyed in the process. Man, there are still a ton of owners in the league, like Jerry Jones, who hated everything that Kaepernick represented. On top of that, the owners are the ones who really control Commissioner Roger Goodell. So, sorry if I don’t believe that they want to alter anything about how they do business.

In the end, I really wish that something positive comes out of this situation. However, I’m not getting my hopes up, fam. Ultimately, the NFL has shown on countless occasions that they don’t give a fuck about social issues, bruh. By and by, I think Jay-Z is being a little flippant with his reaction to people’s questions. At the end of the day, Kaepernick was trying to bring awareness to racial injustice in America. Keeping it a buck, I don’t see how planning a Super Bowl Halftime Show will help with that, son. But, only time will tell. Just please, don’t disappoint us, Jay-Z. That is all. LC out.

My Only Gripe With Nicki Minaj’s Interview With Joe Budden

So, I won’t lie, son. Real talk, I was trying my hardest to avoid this Nicki Minaj and Joe Budden situation, man. I mean, we have two people who like to shout and talk over people, fam. The fact is, shenanigans were damn near inevitable with these two in a room, bruh. Moving on, I’m not here to debate the validity of their respective arguments. On the real, I’m only here to talk about how she disrespected Rory, Budden’s podcast co-host.

*Sigh* Where do I start, son? Ok, the tomfoolery began when Budden went to Nicki’s Queen Radio show on Apple Music. Now, I think it’s safe to say that Nicki didn’t appreciate a lot of the narratives that Budden started on his show, The Joe Budden Podcast. Namely, she didn’t like the idea that she wasn’t knowledgeable about the smoke Cardi B had for her on Migos‘ “Motorsport.” In her eyes, people like Budden perpetuate the idea that she’s always being catty with other women rappers. In addition, she hated the fact that he suggested she was on drugs.

In any case, during the show, she went “hamburger helper” on Budden, man. Like, he couldn’t get a word in edgewise, fam. Shit, she basically shouted at him until security removed him from the premises, bruh. Needless to say, after this debacle, the internet lost its shit, son. However, this isn’t the end of the story, folks. Now, despite getting cursed out, Budden still had Nicki on as a guest on his podcast. From there, they continued their conversation about her place in the music industry.

Now, with all of that being said, let me get to the crux of the matter, man. Look, Nicki believes there’s a “hate train” against her. She believes that she’s unfairly maligned and constantly under public attack. Side bar, I personally think that a lot of it is bullshit and that she has an inability to critique her own behavior. But, that’s another story for another time, fam. Anyway, Budden’s podcast went off of the rails when she turned her cannons on Rory. Frankly, homie didn’t deserve the heat that came his way.

Basically, Rory tried to say that Nicki shouldn’t put so much of her focus on what people say about her on social media. From there, she bugged the fuck out, bruh. Hell, she proceeded to yell at him for the next ten minutes and insinuate that he was vilifying her for defending herself. Next, she suggested that she was going to make up a false rumor about Rory, just so he knew what it was like to be “lied” on.

Son, Rory’s entire point was that the opinion of random people on the internet should not matter to a person of her stature. Like, who gives a fuck about the Twitter account of someone with an egg avatar, man? At no point did he say that she was wrong for sticking up for herself. His only point was that internet trolls shouldn’t be given any power, fam. Responses fuel these idiots. Keeping it a buck, their thoughts don’t fucking matter, brethren. But, instead of comprehending what he was trying to say, she decided to shout at the top of her lungs and refuse to let him speak. Yeah, really mature, Nicki.

In the end, that podcast hurt my ears, bruh. Ultimately, if folks aren’t trying to have a civilized conversation, then there’s no point, son. By and by, I hope Nicki finds peace, man. All I know is, she’s one of the biggest artists in the world and shouldn’t pay this much attention to negativity, fam. At the end of the day, the music is all that matters, bruh. That is all. LC out.

P.S. What’s really good with Mal, son? Listen, I’ve heard him say NUMEROUS times on the podcast that cyber bulling isn’t real, man. Well, where was that hot take for Nicki, fam? Shit, he was quiet as a church mouse while she was on the rampage, bruh. All I can say is, if cyber bulling isn’t real, then Nicki’s problems aren’t real, brethren. The truth is, he should’ve kept that same energy. Good day.