This XXXTentacion Sh*t Is Wild!

Look, let me keep it a buck, son. I’d be a hypocrite if I wrote an entire post singing XXXTentacion‘s praises, man. I mean, on this very blog, I’ve been critical of his alleged criminal behavior. However, with all of that being said, no one deserves to die the way he did, fam. Shit, XXX’s death is yet another example of why this hood shit is for the fucking birds, bruh. All in all, this type of violence needs to be COMPLETELY eradicated, brethren.

Ok, for those who missed it, XXX was killed yesterday in Miami, Florida. Apparently, he was leaving a motorcycle dealership when two men ran up on his car. Now, the rumor is these dudes were trying to rob him. Further than that, the word is the shooters made off with his Louis Vuitton bag. So, let me get this straight, son. A fucking LV bag is worth a man’s life? A 20-year-old dude? Like, think about that, man. XXX didn’t even make it to drinking age, fam. *Sigh* Dying over material possessions is the most senseless shit in the world, bruh.

Listen, I’m not going to pretend like I’m well-versed in XXX’s music. Shit, I was off that wave when I heard about his alleged crimes against women. But, I can’t front like his death didn’t throw me for a loop, son. Look, for all of his faults, he was still young as hell, man. Shit, he was young enough to make amends for his actions and improve as a human being. However, he no longer has that opportunity, fam. And for what, a bag? Money? Jewelry? Hell, NONE of that shit is worth a life, bruh. This “crabs in a barrel” mentality is among the most treacherous pitfalls in Black and Brown communities.

In the end, the lost of life is always sad, son. Ultimately, XXX didn’t deserve to die over something so petty, man. By and by, I hope all of these new artists learn from this, fam. At the end of the day, life can be short and there’s no time to waste it over frivolous behavior. In addition, there’s no room in our community for such levels of jealousy and violence. All of the bullshit has to stop, bruh. That is all. LC out.

P.S. All of these videos of folks dying need to stop being circulated, son. Good fucking Lord, let’s have some respect for people’s lives, man! At some point, idiots on social media need to quit doing shit for likes and comments, fam. All I know is, a person’s death should NEVER be used for attention-seeking and clout-chasing. Good day.

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Drake Got Pusha T

So, let me begin this post by saying that I’m a HUGE Pusha T fan. I mean, ever since the Clipse dropped Lord Willin’ in 2002, I’ve been a stan, son. Side note, as my boy Fabian can attest to, I fronted on that album when it first came out. Nevertheless, I repented for my sins like a day later. In any case, I’m also a big Drake fan, man. With that being said, I’m happy that they’re throwing caution to the wind and letting the shots fly, fam. All I know is, after listening to “Duppy Freestyle,” the first round of this battle goes to Drake, bruh.

Ok, before I continue, let me keep it a buck, son. On the real, I don’t have the time to fully explain the history between Pusha and Drake, man. I mean, I’ll just let Highsnobiety do the work for me, fam. All in all, the feud between Pusha and Drake began as a feud between Pusha, No Malice, Lil Wayne and Birdman. Needless to say, Drake inherited the beef when he signed with Young Money. Crazily, this is a squabble that’s been going on for damn near a decade, bruh. All I can say is, that’s a long time to hold a grudge, people.

Anyway, the latest round of this beef began when Pusha’s DAYTONA album dropped. Now, the last song on the record is “Infrared,” and Pusha takes aim at the entire YMCMB. He references the fact that Quentin Miller has written rhymes for Drake. He references the fact that Birdman still owes Wayne a grip of money. He also references the fact that Rick Ross has been saying the exact same shit about the Cash Money team. Side note, everyone should go listen to Ross’s “Idols Become Rivals,” son. Just thank me later, pun intended. In any case, the Kanye West-produced “Infrared” is a hard response to Drake’s disses in “Two Birds, One Stone.”

Now, from there, I guess Drake had enough, man. So, instead of another round of subliminal shots, Drake went straight for the jugular, fam. Real talk, “Duppy Freestyle” isn’t even about me and it hurt my feelings, bruh. Shit, that’s how rough it is, folks. Basically, Drake airs ALL of the dirty laundry about Pusha and Kanye. He talks about the fact that he wrote Kanye’s rhymes on “30 Hours.” He talks about the fact that he was just in Wyoming helping them to pen verses. He talks about Ye being jealous of Virgil Abloh, his former creative director, for running Louis Vuitton. He questions the validity of Pusha’s drug-dealing past. Lastly, that “you older than the nigga you running behind” line is particularly gruesome, son. All in all, sheesh!

In the end, the ball is now in Pusha’s court, son. Ultimately, he has a real uphill battle, man. Not because I don’t think he’s capable, but because Drake’s celebrity makes things A LOT harder. Look, even if Pusha’s response is fire, Drake’s fanbase will kill him regardless. By and by, Pusha needs to just focus on these bars, fam. At the end of the day, I’m giving him until the end of the day, bruh. Listen, Pusha can’t let this shit rock, people. Good day. LC out.

P.S. Despite everything I’ve just said, Drake might’ve weakened his own kill shot with that “I’m Upset” record, son. I mean, that song is hot garbage, man. Side note, I can be a fan and still call a spade a spade, fam. Needless to say, this song ain’t it, bruh. That is all.

What The F*ck Was LiAngelo Ball Thinking?

Disclaimer: Everything is alleged, but that’s not going to stop me from giving out this work, son. Ok, let’s carry on, man.

Look, let me begin this post by saying that I know what’s it’s like to be an 18-year-old idiot. I know what it’s like to do dumb shit thinking I could never get caught. Shit, if I’m being real, I don’t think I stopped engaging in regular fuckery until I was like 25 years old, son. By then, I was someone’s dad, so something had to give, man. With that being said, a part of me wants to go easy on LiAngelo Ball. However; when we consider all of the perks of being part of the Ball family right now, LiAngelo is looking like a plum fool, fam. Listen, at the end of the day, don’t do anything to fuck up the money, bruh!

Ok, for those who missed it, the UCLA men’s basketball team is currently in China. Now, when it comes to athletes, especially male athletes, a certain level of tomfoolery is expected. However; Ball, Cody Riley and Jalen Hill just got themselves into some real shit, son. Just yesterday, they were arrested for stealing sunglasses from a Louis Vuitton store. To make matters worse, if these dudes are convicted of a crime, they could face 3-10 years in prison, man. *Sigh* Was any of this shit worth it, fam?

Listen, let’s be honest for a second, bruh. As of right now, it’s a damn privilege to be part of the Ball family. Between Lonzo Ball’s skill set and LaVar Ball’s insanity, they have laid the foundation for a lucrative self-contained business. Hell, with LaMelo Ball also waiting in the wings, the Ball family could keep the money train rolling for a good period of time, son. So, why would LiAngelo jeopardize any of this for a pair of sunglasses, man? Yeah, maybe I’m being a little harsh, but when dealing with millions, EVERYONE has to keep their eyes on the prize, fam.

In the end, I hope China lets these dudes skate, bruh. Ultimately, serving major prison time over some shit like this would be crazy, folks. In any case, I hope LiAngelo learns a valuable lesson from this: DON’T FUCK UP THE MONEY, SON! All in all, one pair of sunglasses isn’t worth a lifetime of earning potential, man. That is all. LC out.