Tank Is Out Here Wilin’

So, let me begin this post by saying that I’m a big Tank fan. Now, while I was aware of him from the time he dropped “Maybe I Deserve,” I was all in when he released his Sex, Love & Pain album. Side bar, “Coldest” is GUARANTEED to get it poppin’, son. Trust me, brethren. In any case, it wouldn’t be right if I didn’t address the comments that he made on Angela Yee‘s Lip Service podcast. All in all, I think Tank is a little confused on what “gay” means. Anyway, let’s discuss it, fam.

Ok, for those who are unaware, Tank just did an episode of Lip Service with Yee, Stephanie Santiago, GiGi Maguire and Lore’l. Now, sometime during the conversation, they started talking about what determines homosexuality. From there, Tank had a hot take that if a man gave another man head once or twice, that doesn’t necessarily make him gay. In his eyes, continuous physical encounters are the determining factor of a person’s sexuality.

Look, I won’t lie, man. On the real, I’m a very literal dude, bruh. Now, by definition, homosexuality is “romantic attraction, sexual attraction or sexual behavior between members of the same sex gender.” So, by denotation, a man giving another man head is a homosexual act. Now, to be fair, I don’t give a flying fuckity-fuck about who’s sleeping with who, son. Honestly, I want everyone to live their lives and have fun, fam. But, let’s call a spade a spade, folks. Shit, even if the dude doesn’t identify as gay, he’s at least queer, people. The way I see it, there’s a curiosity there that isn’t synonymous with heterosexuality. Listen, if I’m completely off-base here, I’d like someone to explain it to me. I’m always down to learn.

In the end, I couldn’t care less how men or women categorize themselves. Ultimately, love is love, sex is sex and I hope we’re all doing it safely. However, come the fuck on, Tank. He knows damn well that if Bobby is fucking around with Billy, then this isn’t a heterosexual encounter. By and by, I think other dudes are scared to experiment because they’re scared of how they’ll be labeled. At the end of the day, do what feels right, brethren. Who are any of us to judge? That is all. LC out.

Protect Soulja Boy At All Costs

So, I’m going to keep this post short, son. The fact of the matter is, Soulja Boy is a national treasure and should be treated as such. I mean, “Crank That (Soulja Boy)” hit me on a philosophical level, man. All jokes aside, if anyone’s in a bad mood, just yell “watch me yuuuuu” and witness the world brighten up. With all of that being said, I’m thoroughly enjoying all of Soulja’s recent shenanigans, fam. All in all, the man just wants his respect, bruh.

Ok, for those who missed it, Soulja Boy has been on a tear, son. First, he took to Instagram to proclaim that he had the biggest comeback in 2018. Frankly, he wasn’t trying to hear shit about Tyga or Meek Mill, man. Next, he went to The Breakfast Club to further dig into his bag, fam. Shit, who cares about Tyga’s collabo with Offset? Big Draco has MAD records with Migos. Who cares about Meek’s former beef with Drake? Soulja went to war with Chris Brown, bruh. Like, what else do folks need to know, brethren? All I can say is, Famous Dex better lay low. He doesn’t want that Stacks On Deck smoke, people.

In the end, I don’t know what else to say, son. Ultimately, this post pales in comparison to Soulja’s actual rants, son. By and by, everyone can check out ALL of the footage below. Real talk, I made my wife watch his IG rant last night, man. At the end of the day, that’s how hilarious it was, fam. Anyway, here’s some tomfoolery to lighten up everyone’s Friday. That is all. LC out.

P.S. I know I’m being an ass, but Soulja Boy really did give a lot of new artists the internet blueprint, son. Hell, he’s legitimately the first rapper that I remember blowing up online, man. So, all hail Big Draco! Good day.

RIP Combat Jack

So, for those who don’t know, I’m a big podcast guy, son. Like, for someone who’s a musician, I spend waaay more time listening to podcasts, man. In any case, out of all of the podcasts in the known universe, the Combat Jack Show is always one of my go-to listens. With that being said, I’m sad to hear about the death of Reggie Ossé aka Combat Jack. Now, while I was aware of his cancer diagnosis, I didn’t expect him to go so soon, fam. All in all, Rest In Peace to one of Hip Hop‘s podcast pioneers, bruh.

Ok, back in October, Jack came out of the blue and told the world that he was recovering from colon cancer surgery. At the time, that news was shocking because us fans didn’t know he was sick. Anyway, in my eyes, even though I’ve personally seen the affects of cancer on loved ones, I thought Jack was going to be alright. Now, my sentiments were mainly based on Jack’s own demeanor. I mean, even though he knew he was in a precarious position, he still had a good attitude about everything. Real talk, he refused to let the cancer dim his light, son. All I know is, his outward composure was commendable as fuck, man.

Moving on, although Jack is now gone, his influence can’t be denied, fam. Listen, outside of his history as a prominent lawyer in Hip Hop, he founded one of the culture’s most recognizable podcast brands, fam. Hell, as of right now, who isn’t on the Loud Speakers Network, bruh? Currently, they have The Read with Kid Fury and Crissle, The Brilliant Idiots with Charlamagne Tha God and Andrew Schulz, Lip Service with Angela Yee and many more. In addition, they also had Tax Season with Taxstone before his unfortunate legal situation. Now, when I add on Mogul, his Chris Lighty documentary on Spotify, it’s clear that this man had a MAJOR impact on the zeitgeist, son.

In the end, shout-out to Mr. Ossé for everything he’s accomplished, man. Ultimately, I hope he realized his impact while he was here, fam. By and by, he was a real torchbearer for Hip Hop and that should never be forgotten. Once again, RIP to Combat Jack. LC out.