What Are Dre & Bow Fighting About On ‘Black-ish’?

So, as the title infers, I watch Black-ish, son. Now, I may not be as caught up as my wife, but I get my chuckles here and there, man. Anyway, over the past few episodes, shit has gotten real, fam. Basically, Dre and Bow are on the verge of a divorce, bruh. All I know is, as I’ve watched the last few episodes, I keep asking myself the same question: what the fuck are they fighting about? In my eyes, their relationship is failing for the same reason a lot of relationships fail: who the fuck knows?

Ok, allow me to keep it a buck for a second, son. Now, I’ve been in a relationship for almost ten years. In addition, I’ve been married for over a year. In any case, at times, my wife does shit that annoys me. For example, she’s always mooching off of my food without permission. Needless to say, I’m SERIOUS about my grub, folks. Side note, hey, babe, don’t hit me. This is all entertainment. Ok, love you, bye. Moving on, she hates it when I walk through the house with shoes on. Essentially, there will always be little things that annoy us about our significant others. By and by, the goal is to never let those small disagreements get in the way of love.

Now, Dre and Bow seem to have passed that point, man. Look, after twenty years of marriage, every problem is exacerbated. Real talk, it appears that every slight issue they have with each other has avalanched into something that’s bigger than it needs to be. All I can say is, it’s amazing how many real-life unions falter for the same reasons, fam. Ok, yes, a number of people break up over money issues and infidelity. However, a lot of people also break up over bullshit, bruh. I mean, that’s why “irreconcilable differences” are grounds for a divorce. Shit, folks reach a point where they don’t even know what they’re beefing about and just call it quits.

In the end, I think this fictional story is a perfect example of how NOT to conduct a relationship. Ultimately, before blowing up a life together, at least figure out what the real fucking problem is, son. By and by, I’m no relationship expert, but I’ll be damned if I don’t have an answer for the “how did we get here” question. At the end of the day, I have NO intention of getting a divorce, man. Hell, my life is great. But, God forbid if it ever happened, at least I’d like to have a clear picture of why, fam. That is all. LC out.

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America, As Told By Childish Gambino

So, I’m not going to lie, son. Real talk, I have no interest in writing some elaborate think piece, man. I mean, at this point, A TON has already been said about Donald Glover‘s, excuse me, Childish Gambino‘s “This Is America” video. Frankly, there’s no way for me to add any new insight to the zeitgeist, fam. Side note, Blavity has my favorite write-up about the video so far. Feel free to check it out, folks. In any case, instead of trying to break new ground, I’d much rather speak on what resonates with me. All in all, there are a lot of gems in this joint. Allow me to speak about my favorites, bruh.

Ok, the first thing that jumps out at me is the dancing. Now, the actual moves that Gambino and the children are doing aren’t important, son. In actuality, they’re just a distraction from all of the fuckery going on in the background. On the real, it’s a perfect metaphor for this current generation, man. Look, these days, people only seem to be concerned with turning up, doing drugs and getting money. All the while, racism and classism have engulfed so much around us. All I know is, either we’re not paying attention or we’re just looking for an escape, fam.

Now, the next thing that jumps out at me is the gun violence. Namely, the fact that guns are treated better than people. Shit, after Gambino shoots a guitar player in the head, the gun is safely placed in a cloth. Meanwhile, the dead body is callously hauled away. Next, Gambino murders an entire church choir, but the AK-47 is delicately placed in another cloth. All I can say is, we all live in a country where the Second Amendment is more important than our lives. Keeping it a buck, I low key gave up on the idea of gun reform after Sandy Hook. Listen, if twenty dead children doesn’t inspire action, then what the fuck will, bruh? *Sigh* We can’t continue on like this, son.

Lastly, on a more positive note, I’m presently surprised by the vocals of Young Thug, 21 Savage, Slim Jxmmi, Quavo and BlocBoy JB. Being honest, I didn’t hear them at first, man. I guess I was too enthralled by what I was watching. Anyway, after hearing their adlibs, I’m excited by the fact they contributed to a song like this. Look, it can be said that artists like them have a heavy hand in the issues outlined in the second paragraph. But, they allow themselves to be part of a bigger cause. Now, I don’t know what that means going forward, but it’s super dope in the moment, fam.

In the end, well done, Childish Gambino! Ultimately, I dig the fact that he’s using his platform in such a manner. By and by, it’s easier to be “safe,” bruh. It’s easier to do what’s comfortable for the masses. At the end of the day, it’s much harder to jump off of the ledge, unsure of where the chips may fall. So, shout-out to Glover for not being safe. The way I see it, the times are waaaay too dangerous for that. Good day. LC out.

P.S. Since this post is about Glover, I also want to quickly discuss something else. Look, can Black people kill the narrative that a person can’t be pro-Black and date outside of the race? Listen, who gives a fuck if Glover’s significant other isn’t Black? Oh, is he suddenly clueless about minority issues because he fell in love with someone? Is he suddenly blind to systemic racism because he has a connection with someone? Knock it the fuck off, people! Everyone should be free to love who they love AND work towards community empowerment. That is all.

I Finally Watched ‘Infinity War’

Disclaimer: Spoilers for days, son. Act accordingly.

So, I finally saw Avengers: Infinity War, man. All I know is, as a diehard comic book fan, I’m ashamed of myself for taking so long, fam. In any case, after watching that dope ass movie, I have a couple of follow-up thoughts in bullet form. With that being said, let’s skip the pleasantries and get down with the getdown, bruh.

1. Thanos has a point, but he’s TRIPPING: Ok, yes, population control can be an issue. Limited resources can be an issue. However, that doesn’t mean that homie needs to wipe out half of the universe, son. I mean, maybe he needs to come up with a better environmental strategy. Good Lord, man, let the people cook!

2. Star-Lord fucked up the plan: *Sigh* Why did Star-Lord have to ruin the play, fam? Look, while Iron Man, Doctor Strange, Spider-Man, Drax, Mantis and Nebula are fighting Thanos, they almost get the Infinity Gauntlet off of his arm. That’s until Star-Lord finds out that Gamora is dead and loses his fucking mind. From there, he stupidly attacks Thanos and Thanos is able to free himself and continue kicking ass. *Sigh again* Smart move, dude.

3. Doctor Strange bitched up: Listen, I know the situation is dire, bruh. I know the entire scenario looks improbable. But, that doesn’t mean that Earth‘s mightiest heroes should willingly give up one of the Infinity Gems. Well, that’s exactly what Doctor Strange does when he hands over the Time Stone to spare Iron Man’s life. On the real, even Iron Man is confused by the move, son. All in all, there’s no need to make it easy for Thanos, man.

4. Thor could’ve bodied Thanos’s entire army dolo: Fam, when Thor finds his way to Wakanda with his new Stormbreaker weapon, he starts whooping ass IMMEDIATELY! Real talk, he doesn’t need any of the other Avengers to get busy, bruh. Keeping it a buck, he could’ve handled the entire enemy army himself while the rest of the team protects Vision and the Mind Stone. Alas, that isn’t what happens, son.

5. Scarlet Witch kills Vision for nothing: So, the entire team believes that if Scarlet Witch destroys the Mind Stone, then Thanos won’t be able to use it. In any case, she destroys the gem, killing Vision in the process, and they think all is well. That’s until Thanos puts Vision back together and takes the gem out of his head. *Sigh* Basically, Scarlet Witch deals with the agony of killing her lover, only to realize it was for nothing. That’s SUPER wack, man!

6. Bring back Black Panther: Look, I know Thanos kills half of the universe, fam. However, who told Marvel Universe that Black Panther is fair game, bruh? Listen, bring back the king, ASAP! That is all.

7. Captain Marvel is coming: In the post-credits scene, during the aftermath of Thanos’s destruction, we see Nick Fury trying to send out a distress signal. Moving on, we then see him disintegrate before he knows if the message went through. Anyway, the ploy seems successful and a symbol appears on his device. By and by, that symbol is for Captain Marvel. Now, let’s see if she can help undo all of Thanos’s fuckery, son.

In the end, this movie is fantastic, man. Ultimately, I don’t know what else to say, fam. All I know is, I’m probably going to see this film two or three or five more times. At the end of the day, I suggest that everyone out there does the same. Good day. LC out.

It Be Ya Own People: Kevin Hart Edition

So, this Kevin Hart infidelity shit just took a weird turn, huh? I mean, when I read that someone was trying to extort him with a sex tape, I just assumed it was one of the women in the video, son. On the real, I would’ve never imagined that the culprit might be someone from his inner circle, man. In any case, if the rumors are true, then Jonathan Todd Jackson is a fucking clown, fam. All in all, what part of the game is trying to extort a friend, bruh?

Ok, before I continue, allow me to be petty for a second, son. Now, while researching this story, I’ve seen several media outlets refer to Jackson as either JT or Action Jackson. First off, we already have a JT and his name is Justin Timberlake, man. Furthermore, that JT is already on thin ice after his Man of the Woods album, fam. Needless to say, we don’t need anymore fuckery from someone who goes by JT. Second, there’s only one Action Jackson and his name is Carl Weathers, bruh. Look, I ain’t never see Jonathan Todd square up with Rocky Balboa or Predator, folks. So, he doesn’t have the right to use the “Action” moniker.

Anyway, let’s get back to Jackson’s tomfoolery, son. Now, according to reports, Jackson has been charged with attempted extortion and extortion by threatening letter. Apparently, he somehow got a copy of Hart’s sex tape and tried to swindle some money out of the comedian. This is notable because these dudes used to be boys. Real talk, I only recognize Jackson’s face because of his proximity to Hart, man. Shit, I can specifically remember seeing him in Think Like a Man Too, a film that starred Hart. So, I think it’s safe to say that Hart got homie a roll in that film.

My thing is, what would lead that dude to attempt this fuck shit, fam? Keeping it a buck, if my boy tried to shake me for some cash, I might as well just confess, bruh. I’d much rather take the risk with my wife than give a carpetbagger any of my bread, son. On top of that, this friend, now former friend, would have to catch these hands, man. Lastly, I’d make him film his own beatdown, since he likes tapes so damn much. Good Lord, Jackson is a straight dumbass for this shit, people.

In the end, I hope those felony charges were worth it, son. Ultimately, if Jackson gets convicted, those consequences ain’t gonna be sweet, man. At the end of the day, stupid is as stupid does, shout-out to Forrest Gump. By and by, Jackson is the definition of stupid, fam. That is all. LC out.

Is Post Malone Hip-Hop?

Look, off rip, let me be clear, son. This post has nothing to do with those “Real Hip-Hop” debates, man. I mean, I don’t think any person has the authority to define what “real” Rap is, fam. The way I see it, if the music is real to the rapper, then it’s real, bruh. But, that doesn’t mean I have to like the shit, folks. All in all, that’s why music is considered to be subjective. With all of that being said, I’m only questioning the Rap credentials of Post Malone for one reason: he doesn’t actually rap, people. So, why is his music categorized as Rap music?

Ok, let me be honest, son. Listen, I actually like Post Malone, man. Now, I’m well aware of the fact that he’s made problematic statements in the past. I’m aware of the fact that he stated there’s no substance in Rap lyrics. Real talk, I don’t even need to explain why those were some idiotic fucking words, fam. On the real, any man who made the song “Rockstar” can’t talk about substance, bruh. For God‘s sake, he’s talking about doing cocaine and smashing groupies in the fucking chorus! Frankly, he doesn’t have the clout to make those kind of assertions, people.

In any case, despite his occasional fuckery, I actually jam out to his tunes, son. Keeping it a buck, although “White Iverson” is meh, “Deja Vu” is dope and “Congratulations” is dope, along with “Psycho,” “Ball for Me” and “Sugar Wraith.” Moving on, regardless of my affinity for those tracks, they all have one thing in common: he doesn’t rap at all. Hell, he sings on EVERY song he makes. So, why do media outlets and streaming services label him as a rapper? Shit, I guess the bigger question is, in 2018, what the hell is Rap music? I ask because these newer artists are making it harder to define, man.

Listen, I had a similar question after listening to Birds in the Trap Sing McKnight by Travi$ Scott. Now, I know that he’s dropped bars in the past. But, on that particular album, it was damn near all harmonizing. So, what makes it Hip-Hop? Is it the 808‘s? Is it the fashion? Is it the jewelry? All I know is, I can’t put my finger on any of this shit anymore, fam. Look, I’m not complaining, especially since I’m a fan of some of these newer artists. However, I’m just pointing out something that’s a little weird, bruh.

In the end, I’m just thinking out loud, son. Ultimately, I’m not trying to tell anyone what to listen to, man. By and by, I just let people do whatever it is they do, fam. At the end of the day, it’s not my call, bruh. Anyway, let me get back to this Gospel, folks. Fred Hammond keeps me from assaulting people at work. Good day. LC out.

‘Whose Mans Is This?’: My Thoughts On The Kanye West & Charlamagne Tha God Interview

So, I’m not going to lie, son. Real talk, I’m going to cheat with today’s post, man. I mean, at this point, I’ve said everything I could possibly say about Kanye West and his coonery, fam. All in all, his sit-down with Charlamagne Tha God hasn’t changed anything for me, bruh. Frankly, Ye has done a TERRIBLE job of eloquently expressing his thoughts and opinions. Side note, I think that’s because, as he proved with T.I., he doesn’t really know what the FUCK he’s talking about.

In any case, today’s plan is to simply re-post several articles I’ve already written about Kanye. On the real, I feel like they all still apply right now, folks. In addition, I’m going to post his interview with Charlamagne and let people take from it what they will. At the end of the day, I really might be out of words, people. Keeping it a buck, I don’t know what else to say about Kanye West. So, I’ll just let my previous words do the talking. *Sigh* People can click on my hyperlinks below. That’s all I’ve got for now, brethren. LC out.

P.S. I have no words whatsoever for Kanye’s interview with TMZ. I… *Sigh* Shout-out to Van Lathan, though. He said everything that needed to be said. Bye.

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Long Live James Shaw Jr.!

So, I’m going to keep this post short today, son. On the real, I just want to take the time to give a shout-out to James Shaw Jr. I mean, that guy has to be the dopest dude in America right now, man. Shit, not only did he stop Travis Reinking from killing more people in a Nashville Waffle House, but he’s also raised a substantial amount of money for the families of the victims. All in all, this man should be celebrated, fam. No if, ands or buts about it, bruh.

Ok, at this point, if anyone isn’t aware of Shaw’s heroism, then shame on them, son. Basically, when Reinking decided to murder innocent people the other week, Shaw took it upon himself to act. He grabbed the burning barrel of Reinking’s rifle and wrestled it away from the killer. Essentially, by putting himself in harm’s way, Shaw saved the lives of many others. Real talk, he would have been enough of a hero if he left it there, man.

But, Shaw is way doper than that, fam. After receiving recognition for his bravery, he decided to start a GoFundMe donation. Originally, his intention was to raise $15,000 for the families of the deceased. Instead, he was able to raise upwards of $200,000, bruh. So, he saves additional people from getting hurt AND finds a way to contribute to the loved ones in need. Sheesh, how can anyone hate on this shit, son? Keeping it a buck, the world would be a MUCH better place if more people like Shaw existed.

In the end, there’s nothing else to say, man. Long live James Shaw Jr., fam! That is all. LC out.