I Understand Gucci Mane

So, it actually happened, son. Somehow, Swizz Beatz and Timbaland convinced Jeezy and Gucci Mane to appear on Verzuz. Somehow, two (formerly?) mortal enemies occupied the same space for a “celebration of music.” All in all, I’m not really here to review the battle, son. To me, the winner is in the eye of the beholder. I mean, if someone values chart hits, then Jeezy was the winner. If someone values hood classics, then Gucci was the winner. In any case, I’m actually here to discuss the tension in the room. All I can say is, I understand Gucci Mane.

Ok, for those who missed it, the battle between Jeezy and Gucci set all kinds of Instagram records. From what I understand, this was far and away the most watched Live on the platform. Anyway, during the show, it was VERY clear that Gucci had a different type of energy than Jeezy. Shit, while Jeezy was being a reserved and dignified veteran, Gucci wanted ALL of the smoke, man. Because of this, social media was split over Gucci’s behavior. While half of the internet praised Jeezy and ridiculed Gucci for being “childish,” the other half understood where Gucci was coming from.

Real talk, I see both sides, fam. On one hand, I’m all for Black men in America promoting peace and ownership. The way I see it, these ideals are especially important in our current climate. With that being said, I’m not down for any violence amongst ourselves. Now, on the other hand, I definitely empathize with Gucci. Like, what would people do if they had to stand in a room with someone who potentially put their life in danger? Hell, people argue in comment sections all day but expect Gucci to act like Gandhi? Nah, bruh.

Now, for those who aren’t familiar with their history, let me explain. Basically, the beef between Jeezy and Gucci was VERY real in the mid-2000s. So, after squabbling over royalties from their song “Icy,” both artists took a lot of verbal shots at each other. This included Jeezy putting a $10,000 bounty on Gucci’s chain in his song “Stay Strapped.” From there, Pookie Loc, a homie of Jeezy, and three other men setup Gucci at a stripper’s house and tried to rob him. During the altercation, Gucci grabbed Pookie’s gun and killed him in self-defense. Moving on, to make a long story short, Gucci’s beef with Jeezy almost cost him his life.

With all of that being said, I absolutely understand why Gucci would still have hostility towards Jeezy. Keeping it a buck, I’m not even sure that I’d be level-headed enough to do the show. So, I honestly believe that Gucci deserves credit for even participating. On the real, if a dude was involved in a plot against me, then he can eat a couple of verbal insults.

In the end, I’m just glad that there was no violence. Like I said before, those type of shenanigans aren’t needed in this climate. Ultimately, outside of the tension, the show was a moment for Atlanta and a moment for Hip-Hop. By and by, I fucks with both of their discographies, bruh. At the end of the day, let’s applaud them while they’re here. Now, excuse me while I go play Jeezy’s “Do The Damn Thang.” That is all. LC out.

What’s Wrong With Being ‘Political,’ Lil Baby?

So, let me begin this post by saying that this is not an attack on Lil Baby. If anything, I’m just a man who’s 10 years his senior and would like a better explanation for his newfound apathy. The way I see it, we live in a time when we need every voice we have. All in all, the Black community at large would greatly benefit from more stars speaking on issues that directly affect us.

Ok, for those who missed it, Lil Baby just conducted an interview with GQ and he spoke about a variety of topics. However, I just want to talk about one of the comments he made. Now, as a refresher, Lil Baby dropped a song called “The Bigger Picture” back in June. In the wake of George Floyd, Breonna Taylor and Black Lives Matter as a whole, Lil Baby decided to show solidarity with the people. In the process, he achieved his highest charting single as a musician. On the real, I thought he was turning a dope corner, son.

However, all of those thoughts were dashed in one interview, man. The truth is, Lil Baby has no interest in being “political” in his music. According to him, he doesn’t “want to be no Malcolm X or Martin Luther King.” All I can say is, I’m really disappointed in that statement, fam. Look, I’m not out here expecting everyone to be an activist or a social justice warrior. But, I really believe that a lot of our ideals are misplaced, bruh.

I mean, what are our priorities really, son? Like, whether we’re talking about music, film or television, we have no problem being drug sellers, drug users and gun toters who enjoy material possessions and watching women twerk. We have no problem glorifying the “party life” or the “street life,” despite the fact that the streets don’t love anyone. But, talking about the plight of our people is where we draw the line? On top of that, I can’t take that “I’m not into politics” stance that a lot of artists have. Fam, I said the same thing in this post from four years ago. Listen, politics ain’t got shit to do with our brothers and sisters getting shot down like animals. Frankly, that statement is a weak ass excuse for folks to absolve themselves of any meaningful responsibility.

In the end, I would just like to see more from Lil Baby and other people in his position. Ultimately, individuals like him are in rarefied air. By and by, for every Lil Baby that makes it, there are scores more who don’t get a chance to ascend that high. At the end of the day, the community deserves more from every single one of us. That is all. LC out.

‘The Social Dilemma’ Is Great

Disclaimer: I’m sure there are going to be some spoilers in here. With that being said, act accordingly, brethren.

So, let’s just skip the formalities and get straight to the point, son. Over the weekend, my wife and I finally watched The Social Dilemma on Netflix. All I know is, based on my own social media habits, these programming bastards are right, man. I mean, a LARGE number of us are completely addicted to these sites and apps, fam. The way I see it, it’s high time that we unplug from the Matrix, bruh.

Ok, for those who are unaware, Netflix just released a documentary that chronicles our dependency on social media. Now, to further the point, the doc interviews a number of developers and business folk who were/are intimately involved with companies like Google, Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest, etc. From there, these individuals outline the deliberate ways in which these companies design their products to keep users engaged. At the core, they don’t believe that there were nefarious intentions with these algorithms. However, our society has been irreparably changed by the developments.

As an example, one of the developers interviewed was part of the team that created the Like Button on Facebook. At the time, they thought it was just a cool little idea. They really didn’t envision a time when people would do outlandish shit for this type of attention. They didn’t envision a time when folks, especially preteens and teens, would harm themselves or commit suicide because of a lack of acknowledgement. Frankly, these sites have WAY too much control over our thoughts and emotions.

Now, I’m not going to sit here and pretend like I’m exempt from all of this. On the real, I’m OUTRAGEOUSLY addicted to Instagram. Shit, my Explore Page always keeps me engaged with copious amounts of music, MMA and Jiu Jitsu posts. Side note, there are also a few posts of women, but like I tell my wife, I don’t know how they got there! Anyway, these developers and programmers make it a point to study us. Based on our activity, they know EXACTLY what we want to see. From there, they keep us overstimulated on these apps and sell our data to the highest bidder. Hell, even the action of pulling down the screen to refresh the page was designed to affect us psychologically. All in all, a bunch of tech heads have complete control over our brains.

In the end, I highly recommend this documentary. On one hand, I think some of the background music and the dramatizations are a little overdone. On the other hand, I’m blown away by all of the ways that these companies play us like puppets. Eventually, there’s going to come a time where I unplug completely. All I can say is, the minute that I no longer need social media to promote this blog, I’m gone, son. That is all. LC out.

Who’s Staying In Shape During Quarantine?

So, let’s skip the formalities and get straight to the point, son. Who’s staying in shape during quarantine, man? Who’s put on the COVID 15? On the real, as a collective, it feels like we’re all over the place, fam. I mean, it seems like a small percentage of us have stayed relatively the same. For the rest of us, we’re either battling weight gain or have been fortunate enough to lose a couple of pounds. All in all, how’s everyone doing out there?

Ok, I’ll keep it a buck, bruh. Real talk, I was doing better in the earlier days of the quarantine. Hell, between work, music, the blog and helping my kids with remote learning, I was/am generally crunched for time. So, I started to really embrace circuit training. Like, being able to cram a bunch of exercises into a short period of time was/is very beneficial to me, son. However, my progress has slowed down since the birth of my daughter. Shit, at this point, I’m SUPER sleep-deprived and running on ungodly amounts of coffee. But, luckily, I haven’t put on any additional weight. Thanks to the work that I put in at the beginning of the quarantine, I was able to lose an extra ten pounds. So far, I haven’t put it back on. All I know is, I better get to working out again to ensure that it stays that way, man.

In the end, how’s everyone else’s fitness journey going? Has the pandemic been kind to folks (besides the potential sickness and threat of unemployment)? Ultimately, I have no idea when life will be back to “normal.” All I can say is, I want to still be able to fit my clothes when it does. That is all. LC out.

Ain’t Sh*t Funny About Megan Thee Stallion Getting Shot

So, let me get straight to the point, son. The fact of the matter is, ain’t shit funny about a man shooting a woman, bruh. Like, who raised some of y’all muhfuckas, man? I swear, folks are so pressed about being “funny” on the internet, they’ll make memes and/or silly jokes about ANYTHING. All in all, let me break it down like this: if Tory Lanez really shot Megan Thee Stallion, then he’s the epitome of a bitch-made dude.

Ok, for those who are living under a rock, some wild shit happened in Los Angeles about two weeks ago. Now, after leaving a party that included Kylie Jenner, something happened in the SUV that was transporting Megan, Lanez and Megan’s friend, Kelsey Nicole. Originally, there was a rumor that Megan’s foot was injured due to broken glass, but she quickly debunked that story. In fact, she was the one who confirmed that she intentionally shot. That, coupled with Lanez’ arrest, made it pretty obvious that he’s the main suspect here.

Now, ever since this assault happened, the internet has been doing what the internet does: acting fucking goofy. One part of the internet (i.e. Adam22) has been alleging that Megan was either verbally or physically abusive to Lanez and this is why he shot her. Apparently, Lanez was getting too comfortable with Jenner and Megan didn’t like that. Look, before I continue, let me make this perfectly clear: unless Lanez’ life was in IMMEDIATE danger, there is NO justification for him shooting her. All I know is, when I say IMMEDIATE danger, unless she’s got a gun, a sword, a knife or the fucking Infinity Gauntlet, I don’t want to see ANYONE caping for Lanez, fam. Yes, people need to keep their hands to themselves, but hypothetically, even if she did hit him, bullets are still un-fucking-acceptable, bruh.

Anyway, ever since this debacle, another part of the internet has been making classless jokes. I mean, whether we’re talking about 50 Cent, Cam’ron or Draya Michele, some folks seem to think that violence against women is hilarious. Shit, I don’t even know how to articulate this further: MEGAN THEE STALLION GOT SHOT! Shot, son! Like, Lanez allegedly took a loaded fucking gun and violated her. For the life of me, I can’t understand how anyone can find that even remotely funny. Also, miss me with that “I have a mother, I have a sister, I have a daughter” type of talk. We shouldn’t need all of that to know that it’s fucking wrong to hit or shoot women.

In the end, I don’t even know what else to say, man. Ultimately, I find people’s lack of morals disturbing, fam. By and by, I’m slowly becoming more detached from social media because I think a lot of these cats are fucking bozos, bruh. At the end of the day, it seems like trolling is WAY more important than integrity. All I can say is, I don’t want any parts of that, brethren. That is all. LC out.

New Video: LC ‘Two Eyes’

Look, let’s just skip the formalities and get straight to the point, son. The fact is, I made a music video and it’s out right now. My kinfolk over at Aleph Media Network filmed a visual for “Two Eyes,” a song off of my The Charlemagne Renaissance album. So, what else is there to say, fam? Go ahead and watch the video on YouTube below. Outside of that, expect more videos and more music in the near future, brethren. Let’s go!

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.

How’s That Quarantine Going?

So, as of today’s post, I’ve officially been working from home for exactly two weeks. Now, to be fair, I’m not new to this occupational setup. I mean, back in my Citigroup days, I worked from the crib for almost two years, man. Side note, I’m only comfortable mentioning Citi because I haven’t worked there in almost a decade. In any case, since the coronavirus is out here hating and has most of America grounded, a lot of us are getting overly acquainted with the walls in our house. With all of that being said, how’s everyone holding up out there?

Now, I won’t lie, son. On the real, my blog has suffered a little during this time of uncertainty. Like, having “free time” would suggest that I’d be cranking out posts, but it hasn’t really gone like that, fam. Shit, between trying to get my day job done, dealing with my kids’ remote learning schedule, fending off hoarders in the supermarket and less events happening in society, I haven’t really felt like writing, bruh. On the other hand, I’ve been working on music like crazy, man. Hell, like I’ve said in an Instagram video, I’m either making my best project or absolute trash. We shall see, brethren.

In any case, I ain’t got shit else to say, son. Ultimately, I just want to know how everyone is doing out there. By and by, I hope that folks are taking this quarantine / social distancing advisory seriously. The way I see it, I’d much rather overreact and stay safe than tek shit fi joke and catch The ‘Rona. At the end of the day, I just hope everyone stays inside, finds a hobby, exercises a little and keep out of harm’s way. That is all. LC out.

What A Difference A Decade Makes

So, here we are, son. It’s 2020, baby! Thankfully, I’ve made it to another year and another decade, man. All I can say is, the last ten years have been a wild ass ride, fam. In any case, I’d like to consider this post a tale of two photos. On the real, the smile may be the same, but the LC from the beginning of the decade is DRASTICALLY different than the LC from the end of the decade. Shit, let’s get into it, brethren.

First, let’s speak about the LC on the left. Real talk, I was a fucking train wreck at the beginning of the decade. At the time, I was a brand new father, struggling with my career, dealing with previously-undiagnosed depression, self-medicating with Jack Daniel’s and stepping out on my then-girlfriend/now-wife. Keeping it a buck, it was my lady who held up a mirror to my shenanigans. Based on my issues, she had every right to leave me. In fact, she did for a period of time. But, I understood that I needed to become a better person. Not for her, but for me. The truth is, being the best me would ultimately lead to being the best companion and father.

Moving on, let’s talk about that dude on the right. Now, this LC doesn’t have to hide behind a fake smile. Currently, I’m a husband who’s fathering multiple little people, working the best job I’ve ever had, performing my music again, blogging and drinking socially (instead of trying to drown out the voices in my head). All I know is, this transition didn’t happen overnight. Instead, making small steps at the beginning of the decade paved the way for how my decade ended. All in all, life is fucking beautiful right now, son.

In the end, I didn’t write this post to just talk about me, man. Ultimately, I want my story to be a lesson to anyone who’s reading this. By and by, folks don’t have to wait for a new year or a new decade to make a change. At the end of the day, if there are improvements that anyone wants to make, then start now, fam. In addition, don’t be afraid of slow progress. The fact is, slow progress is still better than no progress, bruh. So, let’s all be better together, brethren. My wife always says “there’s no such thing as stuck” and I had to learn to believe her, son. Let’s start this decade off right, people. Yessir! I love you all! LC out.

P.S. I’m super proud of the fact that I look damn near the same after ten years, son. Shit, Black don’t crack, baby! Well, besides a few years in the middle when I was unnecessarily fat. But, we don’t talk about those times, fam. Good day.

Don’t Let Musicians Raise You

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, as a musician myself, this entire post may be hypocritical as fuck, man. In addition, I can think of numerous examples that go against what I’m about to say. Regardless, Juice WRLD‘s death highlighted something that I’ve felt for a long time, fam. All in all, we need to stop letting musicians raise us, bruh. Meaning, we have to quit letting the words/actions of our favorite artists influence the way we live, brethren.

Ok, before I continue, let me make something clear, son. Now, despite what the above picture may suggest, I do not exactly blame Future for Juice WRLD’s death. Yes, Future may have influenced Juice to try drugs that he had no business doing, but Juice was still his own man. The fact is, Juice was on the hook for his personal decisions, man. With all of that being said, artists still need to take some responsibility for the messages they’re putting out there, fam.

Keeping it a buck, I had a crisis of conscience while listening to Future’s DS2 yesterday. On one hand, I fucking LOVE that album, bruh. I mean, on more than one occasion, I’ve joked about being the Treasurer of the FutureHive, son. Seriously, just type “FutureHive” in the search bar, man. All jokes aside, like five posts will pop up, fam. Anyway, while I thoroughly enjoy homie’s music, the songs don’t influence me to do anything, bruh. Like, I have NO intention of trying any of the substances that Future croons about, folks. The problem is, impressionable kids like Juice WRLD did and still do, people.

Now, after my initial thought, I remembered a lot of the music that I grew up on. The truth is, I started smoking weed because of Rap songs. I wanted to “fuck bitches” because of Rap songs. Then, I wanted to “make love all night” instead because of R&B songs. Frankly, before I truly learned who I was, I based a lot of my personality on what my favorite musicians said/did, son. All I can say is, that’s a very dangerous way to live, man. For every J. Cole, Kendrick Lamar or Common, there are countless artists who are inspiring kids to do the wrong shit, fam. The way I see it, the visible adults in these kids’ lives need to do more to shape these malleable souls.

In the end, I’ve officially become my mother, bruh. Ultimately, I used to HATE it when she criticized the music that I loved. But, I absolutely get it now, son. By and by, it’s easy for me to say that the adults need to do more. It’s easy for me to say that the previous generation needs to advise the youth better. Shit, when I was a teenager, I wasn’t trying to listen to SHIT that my mother told me, man. However, her messages actually seeped in, fam. At the end of the day, I might not have understood it at the moment, but her wisdom didn’t go unnoticed, bruh. All I can say is, I hope these young cats have at least ONE person who can give them some knowledge. Otherwise, some of these artists may be leading them down a path of total destruction, brethren. That is all. LC out.