New Music: LC ‘At What Age’

My new song, “At What Age,” can now be streamed on YouTube. Like I’ve said in a previous Instagram post, I saw the picture of that young protestor, thought of my own kids and it threw me for a loop. So, I’ve decided to express myself in a manner that’s most natural to me. In addition, although I’m actively contributing what I can to the families of Ahmaud Arbery, Breonna Taylor and George Floyd, along with several bail funds, I also want to donate any money garnered from the streams of this song to the cause. With all of that being said, click the link below and feel free to share the song. I love my people.

There Are Laws Against What Lil Boosie Did

*Sigh* I won’t lie, son. On the real, I’ve tried to avoid Lil Boosie, better known as Boosie Badazz, for a while now. I mean, I could’ve written about his comments regarding Dwyane and Zaya Wade, but I didn’t want to be bothered with his shenanigans. In addition, he already got appropriately roasted. However, enough is enough, man. Like, it’s one thing to (stupidly) question someone else’s parenting. It’s a completely different thing to freely admit to a crime on social media. All in all, Boosie just needs to make music and stop doing anything else.

Ok, for those who missed it, Boosie just copped to some seriously questionable behavior on Instagram. Now, while on Live, he talked about commissioning a grown ass woman to give oral sex to his son and nephews. The problem is, he readily admitted that the boys were around 12 or 13 years old when all of this went down. According to him, he’s “training these boys right.” Furthermore, he apparently knew which woman to ask because he’s been “serviced” by her before. So, the fact of the matter is, Boosie openly talked about facilitating statutory rape on a social platform.

Look, as a man raising two sons, I definitely want to be a resource as they discover sex. I absolutely plan on being there if they ever need any type of advice or guidance. But, there’s a HUGE difference between being a resource and forcing kids to adhere to our own vision of sexuality. Fam, who the fuck said that these boys were even ready for this type of experience? Shit, my oldest son is damn near 10 years old. As of right now, all he cares about is Zelda and Pokémon. So, who am I to impose my will on him? The truth is, adults can influence kids waaaay before they’re even mentally prepared for what we’re exposing them to.

Now, before I conclude, let me say that I’m taken aback by the amount of people who don’t see a problem with Boosie’s actions. All I want to know is, who the fuck raised y’all? Are folks really concerned with the sexual activity of children? Do people even hear themselves? Statistically speaking, puberty can occur in boys between the ages of 12 and 16. Puberty can occur in girls between the ages of 10 and 14. So, grown ass muhfuckas are cool with forcing kids to engage in sex before they’re physically and mentally ready? *Sigh* All of these bastards need to see some prison bars, bruh. People fucking disgust me, son.

In the end, I really need Boosie to go away, man. Ultimately, every time he opens his mouth, some brand new fuckity-fuck shit comes out. By and by, social media just keeps on exposing people for the weirdos that they really are. At the end of the day, it makes me want to quarantine from the internet, too. That is all. LC out.

RIP Little Richard, Andre Harrell & Betty Wright

So, let’s just skip the formalities and get straight to the point, son. On the real, when we’re talking about Little Richard, Betty Wright and Andre Harrell, we’re talking about pioneers, man. I mean, between the three of them, damn near every genre of music was touched, fam. All in all, this past weekend was SUPER trash, bruh. Needless to say, rest in peace to all of these legends.

Ok, for those who missed it, Richard, Wright and Harrell all passed away over the weekend. Now, in the cases of Richard and Wright, both singers unfortunately died from cancer. On the other hand, we’re still not sure about what claimed the life of Harrell. According to his ex-wife, Harrell had heart problems for years. So, logic would dictate that this may have been a catalyst for his demise. Regardless, all of this news is incredibly sad, son. Like, it’s hard to put into words how influential all of them were on music.

First, let’s talk about Little Richard. Look, it’s easy for people to think about “Tutti Frutti” and “Long Tall Sally” when discussing his legacy. However, his shadow looms LARGE over the game, man. Real talk, when we’re talking about Little Richard, we’re talking about one of the main building blocks of Rock and Roll. From the intensity of his songs to his stage presence to his outfits, COUNTLESS artists took inspiration from Richard. On top of that, he gave a lot of subsequent legends their starts. Shit, from James Brown to Ray Charles to Jimi Hendrix to The Beatles to The Rolling Stones, scores of artists owe a portion of their success to Little Richard. Sadly, I don’t think he really got all of his flowers while he was alive, fam.

Next, let’s talk about Betty Wright. Now, outside of having one of the strongest voices ever, she was also one of the most sampled artists ever. From Beyoncé‘s “Upgrade U” to Color Me Badd‘s “I Wanna Sex You Up,” a bunch of other artists tried to get some of her sauce, bruh. In addition, Wright was an individual who marched to the beat of her own drum, son. Hell, NO ONE could tell her what to do with her career, man. She was determined to be her authentic self and she succeeded, fam.

Last, but certainly not least, let’s talk about Andre Harrell. Now, based on the music that I grew up on, Harrell might’ve had the biggest influence on me. Listen, his label, Uptown Records, was the springboard for so much shit that impacted Black culture. From Diddy to The Notorious B.I.G. to Mary J. Blige to Jodeci to Guy to Heavy D to Al B. Sure!, Harrell had his foot on the neck of an entire era, bruh. On top of that, his artists worked with producers like Teddy Riley and Timbaland, which further led to the rise of entities like The Neptunes. Basically, Harrell is responsible for A LOT of Black music in the late 1980s and early 1990s. Frankly, his tentacles were on EVERYTHING, son.

In the end, RIP to the legends, man. Ultimately, all of this shit is garbage, fam. By and by, 2020 is the meanest motherfucker I’ve ever seen. At the end of the day, I can’t take anymore bad news, bruh. For God‘s sake, can this year chill already? Please and thanks. LC out.

RIP Fred The Godson

So, I’m going to keep this post super short today. All I want to say is, Rest In Peace to Fred The Godson. On the real, as much as people try to deny the coronavirus‘ impact, this should be a wake-up call. The fact is, this virus doesn’t discriminate, man. It doesn’t care about race, gender or political affiliation. All in all, we MUST take the necessary precautions to keep each other as safe as possible.

Ok, for those who missed it, Bronx rapper Fred The Godson was dealing with the virus for the last month or so. Shit, I knew that things were suspect when he went to the hospital and needed a ventilator. Even then, I still didn’t think that he’d actually die, fam. All I know is, there has been so much misinformation about this illness. One faction says that only elderly people get it. Another faction actually believes that Black people can’t really get it. Look, all of that shit is nonsense, son. The truth is, ALL of us need to do our best to strengthen our immune systems. Yes, that includes diet and exercise, brethren. Now, I’m not going to front like this guarantees safety, but it surely helps, folks.

In the end, prayers to Fred’s family and friends. Ultimately, I’m fucked up because we’re roughly the same age and I’ve met him more than once on my music journey. All I can say is, this shit hits waaaay too close to home, son. By and by, let’s not play fast and loose with this disease. At the end of the day, ALL of our lives are at stake, man. That is all. LC out.

That Babyface & Teddy Riley Battle Hurt My Heart

Son. SON! What type of tomfoolery was Teddy Riley on Saturday night? Real talk, I can’t even put into words how disappointed I am in him. Like, his Instagram battle with Babyface was supposed to be one for the ages, man. But, instead, it turned into a classic example of doing too fucking much. Now, I’m fully aware of the fact that they’re supposed to run it back. However, I’d be lying if I said that I was still excited, fam. All in all, Riley ruined all of the momentum, bruh.

Ok, for those who missed it, Saturday night was supposed to be a party. Now, somehow, Swizz Beatz and Timbaland actually convinced Riley and Babyface to duke it out on social media. Anyway, after a couple of delays, mostly the fact that Babyface was recovering from the coronavirus, both parties were ready to rumble. Well, in actuality, only Babyface was ready for the smoke. Homie sat in his home studio with a mic and some headphones and watched Riley look like a fool for an hour and a half.

Son, for this battle, Riley had two mics, a keyboard, a DJ, a drummer, a hype man and 80 other motherfuckers in the room. On top of that, he had a livestream of the event going to teddyrileylive.com. All the while, nobody seemed to realize that EVERYTHING WAS ECHOING! Man, every word that he spoke and every record that he played echoed grotesquely. So, all of his classic songs were getting ruined by his own fucking setup.

The sad part is, even without the audio difficulties, Babyface was serving him, fam. I mean, let’s just look at what they played, bruh. Riley hit ’em with Doug E. Fresh‘s “The Show” and Babyface responded with a live version of The Deele‘s “Two Occasions.” Next, Riley played Guy‘s “Groove Me” and Babyface came back with Bobby Brown‘s “Don’t Be Cruel.” Now, I personally love “Groove Me” more, but I also understand that the general public will choose Bobby Brown over Guy. So, being objective, that’s two rounds for Babyface. Finally, Riley played Hi-Five‘s “I Like The Way (The Kissing Game)” and Babyface finished him with “Every Little Step.” With all of that being said, that’s basically three rounds to none for Babyface, son.

Now, keep in mind, during this entire exchange, Riley’s audio was echoing. Meaning, the audience couldn’t get into a groove with any of his shit, man. Anyway, after all of the shenanigans, both parties ended the Live and vowed to reschedule. As of right now, the battle is slated to happen again tonight. All I know is, Riley needs to just sit his ass somewhere with a pair of headphones and get to work. Leave all of the other bullshit at the door, fam. The way I see it, his catalog deserves MUCH better, bruh.

In the end, I’m just disappointed with how all of this went down, son. Coming into this, I felt like a lot of these youngins didn’t understand how classic Teddy Riley’s discography is. Ultimately, he didn’t do himself any favors with that shit-show, man. By and by, less is more, fam. Less is fucking more. In any case, we’ll see if he can get this shit right, bruh. Either way, Babyface was ready for the action, brethren. That is all. LC out.

The Weeknd Was Right About Usher

*Sigh* Why are people incapable of being objective, son? Like, when folks hear shit that they don’t understand, instead of trying to gain some clarity, they just go on the attack. Look, The Weeknd didn’t diss Usher, man. In fact, he made a statement that made a lot of sense, fam. The truth is, the production on “Climax” DOES sound like some House of Balloons shit. Even so, that doesn’t negate Usher’s legendary status, bruh.

Ok, before I continue, let me say that I fucking love “Climax,” son. On the real, I played that joint A LOT when it came out, man. Shit, I was just happy that Usher was still able to make bangers. Side note, based on my recent post about “Don’t Waste My Time,” Usher’s still got it right now, fam. In any case, the hoopla over “Climax” started after The Weeknd did an interview with Variety. Now, during the conversation, he talked about how House of Balloons changed the sound of music and how it even influenced “Climax.” From there, all hell broke loose.

So, the millisecond after The Weeknd said this, social media flambéed him about Usher’s supremacy. Hell, a ton of people praised Usher’s singing ability and his deeper catalogue. In addition, a bunch of artists, Usher included, started the #ClimaxChallenge where they belted out Usher’s hit. Side note, Usher sang the song laying down and fucking KILLED it, bruh. But, that’s neither here nor there. Moving on, I’m not here to debate whether or not Usher is better than The Weeknd (he is). However, that’s not the fucking argument, son. Listen, if we’re speaking from a production standpoint, then The Weeknd is right. “Climax” borrowed elements from his early sound.

Look, whether we’re talking about the spaced out arrangement or the dark synths, “Climax” has a different sound than any Usher song that preceded it. I mean, it’s not a coincidence that it came out a year after The Weeknd’s classic mixtape run of House of Balloons, Thursday and Echoes of Silence. Furthermore, Diplo, the guy who produced the fucking song, even admitted that he was influenced by The Weeknd’s initial work. So, what are we even debating, man? If the dude who’s responsible for the sound said that he borrowed a vibe, then there’s no argument to be had. Frankly, people are in their feelings over some bullshit, fam.

In the end, folks just need to relax, bruh. Ultimately, no one was disrespecting Usher. By and by, it’s okay to acknowledge that a legend tipped his hat to another artist. At the end of the day, great artists are able to adapt with the times and make it their own. All in all, that’s exactly what Usher did with “Climax.” So, how about we all calm the fuck down and just enjoy the music. That is all. LC out.

RIP Bill Withers

Look, man. 2020 needs to chill, son. I mean, how many more things can go drastically wrong, fam? At this point, we’ve all been so consumed with the coronavirus that some of us have forgotten that other things are also happening out here. With that being said, I want to say rest in peace to Bill Withers. All I know is, he was responsible for some of the most poignant lyrics ever committed to tape.

Ok, for those who are unaware, the legendary Bill Withers died on Monday from heart complications. Now, even though I’m in my mid-30s, as a songwriter, I used to study the hell out of this man. Like, he always did a great job of writing records that spoke to real human experiences. Shit, as proud of a Black man as he was, his songs could be universally appreciated by everyone. The truth is, that’s a talent that the vast majority of songwriters will never have. So, we need to acknowledge our outliers while they roam the Earth, bruh.

In the end, I don’t even know what else to say, son. Ultimately, I just want to thank Bill Withers for everything he’s accomplished. By and by, I’m sure that most of us are familiar with his biggest songs. However, I’m going to post all of them anyway, man. At the end of the day, Bill Withers is a cotdamn GOAT, fam. Let’s all celebrate him and his work. That is all. LC out.