RIP Pop Smoke

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, I’m running out of things to say when an artist dies prematurely. I mean, the shit seems to happen so often that I don’t really know how to properly express how tragic these situations are. In any case, I just want to say rest in peace to Pop Smoke. All in all, fuck the music, man. The way I see it, a 20-year-old just shouldn’t go out this way, fam.

Ok, for those who missed it, Pop Smoke, an up-and-coming rapper from Brooklyn, was gunned down in the Hollywood Hills home he was staying in. Apparently, sometime after 4AM on Wednesday morning, a bunch of dudes ran up in the house and shot Pop. Now, at first, it was suspected that he was killed during a botched home invasion. However, as more evidence comes to the light, it appears as if he was targeted from the jump, bruh.

Look, there are several things about this incident that don’t make sense, son. First, let’s talk about the four assailants, man. Now, as they left the house, which is owned by Teddi Mellencamp and Edwin Arroyave from The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills, they didn’t leave with any stolen merchandise. Second, when the police were called, they were called by someone from the East Coast. Fam, does that even sound right? A shooting happens in Los Angeles and someone from across the country is the one to report it? Nah, bruh, I’m calling all types of shenanigans right now.

Now, we don’t have proof of anything, but it’s suspected that the shooting may have been related to Pop being a Crip. Either way, this crime was fucking senseless, son. Like, he was literally just getting started, man. Shit, he just released Meet the Woo 2 a couple of weeks ago and I’ve been playing “Christopher Walking” on repeat since before it dropped. In addition, he was just out there at Paris Fashion Week and a bunch of other high-profile events, trying to get away from the bullshit, fam. All I can say is, he never got a chance to fully integrate himself into his new life.

In the end, the nonsense needs to stop, bruh. Ultimately, nothing good ever comes out of this type of violence. Frankly, there’s probably going to be some kind of retaliation and some dudes are going to end up in prison. By and by, what’s the fucking point, son? At the end of the day, everyone loses at this street shit, man. So, leave the streets (and dumb motherfuckers who love the streets) alone. That is all. LC out.

P.S. Cats need to knock it off with that “he posted his own address, he did it to himself” shit. Fam, knowing where someone lives doesn’t give idiots the right to just run up in there and murder them. *Sigh* Folks ain’t safe anywhere, man. It’s a damn shame.

Get ‘Fast & Furious’ The F*ck Outta Here!

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, I’ve fucking had it with the Fast & Furious franchise. Like, I understand that it’s a film series and none of it is real, but c’mon man. Real talk, each movie is more preposterous than the last one, fam. Frankly, I can barely keep up with all of the nonsensical shenanigans, bruh. In any case, the trailer for Fast & Furious 9 sealed it for me. All in all, I’m all of the way out, brethren.

Ok, before I get into my issues with the trailer, let me explain my gripes with the entire catalog. Now, when we first met these characters, they were just a bunch of motherfuckers racing cars in Los Angeles. Anyway, by the time we got to the fourth film, these cats were out here knocking off drug lords, ducking Interpol, robbing billionaires and all other sorts of tomfoolery. Keeping it a buck, I never understood how dudes like Dominic Toretto acquired all of these skills when he was supposed to be busy racing/fixing cars.

Look, I stuck by when Toretto somehow beat Luke Hobbs, a trained agent, in a fight. I stuck by when Toretto made the roof of a garage fall just by stomping on it. I stuck by when the crew jetted through Brazil with a fucking bank vault attached to their cars. Hell, I even stuck by when Toretto launched his car off of the aforementioned roof just to put a bomb on a flying helicopter. Now, folks mean to tell me, this entire time, Toretto’s brother was a master assassin? Son, if y’all don’t get the flying fuckity-fuck outta here!

First off, there is no planet where John Cena could be Vin Diesel‘s brother. Second, when the fuck did Cena’s character become this skilled, man? When Dom was fixing mufflers? Oh, and somehow, Han Lue is still alive? After we watched Deckard Shaw kill him? Bruh, what is Hollywood doing out here? Listen, there’s make-believe and then there’s this shit, fam. All I know is, the storyline is so far out of the realm of possibility that I can’t even enjoy it, people.

In the end, the only reason I might even remotely consider watching Fast & Furious 9 is because I’m a completionist. Ultimately, I’ve wasted enough brain cells on this franchise that I feel like I need to see it through to the end. Then again, I might just wait for this shit to hit my TV, son. At the end of the day, I can’t see myself giving these bums money for pure fuckery. That is all. LC out.

RIP Kobe Bryant

Listen, let’s just skip the bullshit, son. On the real, I’m at a fucking loss for words right now, man. I mean, this story can’t be real, right? Like, are folks really trying to tell me that Kobe Bryant is dead? Fam, that doesn’t even make any fucking sense, bruh. All in all, I don’t know what else to say besides Rest In Peace to all of the folks who suddenly lost their lives yesterday.

Ok, for those who are living under a rock, tragic news just came out on Sunday. Now, according to reports, Bryant, along with eight other people, died in a helicopter crash in Calabasas, California. As of right now, no one knows what caused the helicopter to fall out of the sky. However, we do know that none of the passengers onboard survived. Sadly, in addition to Bryant, his daughter Gianna, Christina Mauser, John Altobelli, Alyssa Altobelli, Keri Altobelli, Sarah Chester, Payton Chester and pilot Ara Zobayan all perished in the crash. Needless to say, this entire situation is SUPER fucked up, son.

Look, if I’m being honest, I might be more sad about the young ones than anything else, man. I mean, death is always terrible, but it’s especially egregious when kids are involved, fam. Like, they will never have a chance to reach their full potential, bruh. Also, as a parent, I simply can’t imagine being in a situation knowing that I couldn’t save my kids. Frankly, that’s my worse fear as a father, brethren. Shit, I can’t take the idea of not being able to keep my children out of harm’s way. So, I’m fucked up just contemplating what everyone onboard might’ve been thinking in those final moments.

In the end, I’m not here to debate Bryant as a basketball player. Ultimately, we already know that he’s one of the greatest to ever lace up a pair of sneakers. By and by, I’m more upset about the fragility of life, son. With that being said, there are two lessons that I’ve taken from Kobe Bryant’s demise: one, life can truly end at a moment’s notice. Ok, yes, we all know that, but let’s be real, man. No one really expects to die prematurely. All in all, we need to live life to the fullest. Two, Bryant had an unparalleled work ethic. So, if anyone really wants to achieve something great, they better be prepared to put EVERYTHING into their craft, fam. In any case, RIP to all of people who needlessly lost their lives yesterday. That is all. LC out.

6ix9ine Finessed The System

So, here we are, son. After about a year of judges, lawyers and copious amounts of snitching, we finally know the fate of Tekashi 6ix9ine. Now, based on the charges he was facing, 6ix9ine could’ve been hit with a minimum of 47 years in prison. However, thanks to telling on everyone in Nine Trey, exposing people’s cards during Spades and revealing who shot Ghost in Power, 6ix9ine’s potential sentence has been DRASTICALLY reduced. *Sigh* I guess snitching really does pay, man.

Ok, for those who missed it, Judge Paul Englemayer officially let 6ix9ine know his future. Side bar, I’m calling him Daniel Hernandez for the rest of this post, fam. The way I see it, he’s not allowed to have a cool rapper name anymore, bruh. Anyway, thanks to Hernandez’ testimony against Aljermiah “Nuke” Mack, Anthony “Harv” Ellison, Kifano “Shotti” Jordan and the rest of the Eastern Seaboard, Englemayer gave him a two-year prison sentence. Keep in mind, Hernandez is also getting credit for time served. Meaning, he only has 11 months left behind bars.

Now, thanks to his cooperation, Hernandez’ lawyers hoped that he would be immediately released. However, Englemayer rebuked that theory. According to him, a lot of these crimes wouldn’t have been committed without Hernandez’ help. In fact, a bunch of the attempted hits were against other rappers that Hernandez had issues with. So, Englemayer didn’t just want to let him completely off of the hook.

Taking a step back, I want to briefly talk to the folks who are trying to justify Hernandez’ actions. Listen, he was a WILLING participant in Nine Trey’s fuckery, son. Frankly, he had NO problems with their movements when he was literally authorizing violence on other people (Trippie Redd / Chief Keef). He had NO problems with their movements when he was starting shit with gang members from Los Angeles and Chicago. But, as soon as the energy turned to him, he ratted everyone out. So, nah, the caping has to stop, man. On the real, he’s not a fucking victim here. The way I see it, he invited all of this chaos into his own life. That’s how karma fucking works, fam.

In the end, Hernandez finessed the system, bruh. Ultimately, he’s getting only a small fraction of the consequences for his actions, son. By and by, we’ll see if anybody tries to make a move on him. At the end of the day, he’ll probably be looking over his shoulder for the rest of his life, man. *Sigh* I wonder if the success of “Gummo” was worth it, fam. Probably not, bruh. Probably not. That is all. LC out.

Two… TWO Mass Shootings In 24 Hours

So, here we are, son. Another day, another mass shooting. Wait, no, excuse me, man. I mean, another day and TWO MORE mass shootings, fam. Like, I’m at a legitimate loss for words, bruh. Seriously, I just wrote about the Gilroy Garlic Festival shooting last Monday, people. How the fuck am I writing about a second AND third shooting in a week’s time? For God‘s sake, something needs to be done NOW!

Ok, let’s start with El Paso, Texas, son. So, Patrick Crusius, a 21-year-old from Allen, Texas, drove over 600 miles to El Paso. Now, as seen in his “manifesto,” he went there for the sole purpose of shooting Hispanic people. This fruit loop believes the country is being overrun by immigrants and his solution was to shoot as many Latino people as he could find. All in all, Crusius killed 20 people and injured another 26.

Now, here’s the part of the article that’s going to make Donald Trump supporters mad. Yes, y’alls President has culpability in this situation. Shit, for the last four years, he’s made it his life’s mission to vilify the Hispanic community. Hell, building the Border Wall was THE major policy point of his campaign, man. Fam, as of right now, there are still countless Hispanic families being held in glorified internment camps, bruh. So, he can’t stoke the flames for all of these years and then back the fuck out when a loser takes his words to heart. On the real, Crusius thought he was helping the fucking cause, folks.

Moving on, let’s talk about Dayton, Ohio. Now, 24-year-old Connor Betts rolled up to the Ned Peppers bar and fired at everyone outside. In under a minute, he murdered 9 people and hurt 27 more. Sadly, his sister, Megan Betts, was one of the innocent folks killed outside of the bar. All I know is, it’s absolutely baffling that he was able to cause so much damage in such a short period of time.

Anyway, when it comes to Betts, he identified as a Democrat. Furthermore, based on his social media presence, he supported Elizabeth Warren and socialism. In addition, he had numerous tweets displaying his disdain for the Trump administration. In any case, I’m still not sure what this fucktard’s motive was. All I can say is, it better not have been related to any bipartisan shit. Bruh, what kind of idiot thinks mass murder is an effective political tool? Like I said, I don’t know if that was his motivation, but at this point, I’d believe it, son. The fact is, people don’t need to die to prove a stupid ass point, man. No one deserves to be killed for the Democrats or the Republicans.

With all of that being said, let’s talk about the two main issues at hand: guns and White male terrorists. Listen, anytime some shit doesn’t go some White dude’s way, his solution is to kill a bunch of innocent people. Look, Timothy McVeigh was mad at the government, so he bombed an entire Federal building. Dylann Roof hated Black people, so he shot up a church. Now, Crusius despised Hispanics, so he drove over 9 hours to murder them. The fact is, domestic (White) terrorists are WAY more dangerous than another other group. That’s right, more deadly than the Muslims they always try to pit us against.

On top of that, the weaponry these terrorists have access to changes the entire game, fam. Bruh, Betts was able to shoot 35+ people in under a minute, son. Real talk, I don’t want to hear a debate, man. Keeping it a buck, if all he had was a knife, there is NO way he’d be able to do that much damage, folks. So yes, the guns are also a fucking problem, brethren. At this point, I really don’t understand how dummies can even argue either of these facts.

In the end, I don’t know what else to say, son. Ultimately, we have a gun control problem that no one wants to talk about. We have a White terrorism problem that no one wants to talk about. Shit, Dave Gomez, a former FBI counter-terrorism agent, admitted as much to the Senate, man. By and by, since nobody in power wants to touch these subjects, people will keep on dying, fam. At the end of the day, they can take their “thoughts and prayers” and shove it up their partisan asses, bruh. That is all. LC out.

I Don’t Know What To Say About Mass Shootings Anymore

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, I’m not exactly sure how to start this post, man. I mean, it’s another mass shooting, fam. Like, we have yet ANOTHER instance of some dickhead taking a gun and shooting at an entire group of people. All I know is, I don’t know what to say that’s any more insightful than anything I’ve ever tried to say before, bruh. The truth is, I’m at a fucking loss for words right now, brethren.

Ok, for those who are unaware, shit got real at the Gilroy Garlic Festival in California. Apparently, some White dude, who has since been killed, rolled up on the festival with an assault rifle and started blasting. Now, to make matters worse, Jack van Breen, lead singer of Tin Man, alleges that the Army-fatigued shooter said he was “really angry” when asked why he was doing this. In addition, authorities are looking into the possibility of a second suspect.

All in all, three people were killed and 12 more were wounded in the attack. Sadly, a 6-year-old boy was one of the victims. Now, if I’m being honest, I feel a certain sense of hopelessness right now. Like, no matter how many times these incidents happen, nothing is ever really done about it. Furthermore, we as a population can’t even come to some consensus about what the issue is, son. Frankly, with so much division, how are we actually supposed to solve this problem, man?

Look, I’m not one of those people who has blind allegiance to a particular side. Shit, most commonly, there’s a “gun control” side and a “mental health” side. The way I see it, both sides have merit, fam. Listen, do I think a stable-headed individual is just going to get up one day and shoot up a bunch of people? No, bruh. Absolutely not. But, how can folks ignore that guns are also a major fucking issue? Son, a crazy motherfucker with a knife just can’t do as much damage as a crazy motherfucker with a semi-automatic rifle. For God‘s sake, facts are facts, man. Real talk, ignoring common sense is costing innocent people their lives, folks. All I can say is, something, fucking anything, needs to be done, brethren.

In the end, I just want to give my condolences to the families affected by this tragedy. Ultimately, I’m sorry that we live in a country that doesn’t do more to protect its citizens. By and by, the more things change the more they stay the same, son. At the end of the day, no amount of death seems to motivate our elected officials. So, I don’t know what else to say here, man. I’m sorry. That is all. LC out.

The Toronto Raptors Really Needed To Win Game 5

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, last night’s game between the Golden State Warriors and the Toronto Raptors was one of the wildest games I’ve ever seen, man. I mean, the Raptors were right there, fam. Like, riiiiiight there, bruh. Shit, they were three minutes away from their first NBA Championship and they blew it. All I know is, last night’s loss puts them in a tough situation. Yeah, they’re still leading the series, but now ALL of the pressure is on them to pull this off.

Ok, for those who missed it because they hate themselves, Game 5 was crazy, son. First, the momentum seemed to shift in the Warriors’ favor when Kevin Durant decided to play. Hell, on a suspect calf, Durant tried to save his team from elimination. On top of that, he actually started off hot, man. Listen, he hit a couple of threes and it looked like he might turn the tide of this series. Then, in the second quarter, he went down with an Achilles injury. All I know is, that was the LAST thing that I wanted to see, fam.

At that point, it would’ve been easy to assume that the Warriors would crumble. Instead, they maintained their lead until the fourth quarter. From there, Kawhi Leonard decided that enough was enough. Look, he basically went on a double-digit run by himself, bruh. Real talk, when the Raptors jumped to a 103-97 lead with three minutes left, I thought the game was over, son. However, Steph Curry and Klay Thompson would not be denied, man. Basically, they put the team on their backs and squeaked out an improbable win, fam. Now, the Raptors have to try and win the title back in Oakland.

Now, here’s why I think the Raptors are in trouble. First, they’ve already won two games in Oracle Arena this series. With that being said, to get the ring in the next game, they would have to win ANOTHER game in that place. So, folks want me to believe that the Warriors, the team who’s won three of the last four titles, are going to lose three games at home? Bruh, I highly, HIGHLY doubt that. In addition, if the Raptors do lose Game 6, then they’ll be facing another Game 7 at home. All I can say is, that’s waaaaaay too much pressure on a team who’s never won a championship before. Frankly, they’re in danger of becoming the second team to blow a 3-1 lead in the Finals.

In the end, I think the Raptors missed a golden opportunity, son. Now, I’m not saying that they won’t win it all. Ultimately, they could very well close this thing out on Thursday. But, they’re now facing a fire that they didn’t want. Essentially, the defending champs are staring them in the face and daring them to kill them. By and by, we’ll see if these dudes have the mental fortitude to get it done, man. That is all. LC out.

P.S. That Durant injury is terrible, fam. Ok, yes, I have a history of criticizing him. But, I never wanted to see him go down like that, bruh. Keeping it a buck, it doesn’t matter that I want him on my New York Knicks. The fact of the matter is, when he’s healthy, he’s probably the best player in the world, son. All in all, the league is better when he’s killing shit, man. I just hope that the injury doesn’t permanently effect his career, brethren. Good day.

P.P.S. The Raptors fans ain’t shit for cheering when Durant went down. Like, what kinda loser celebrates an injury? By and by, I believe in karma, fam. The way I see it, that bush league shit is probably why their team lost that game, bruh. Ok, bye.