Did André 3000 Really Diss Drake?


Well, well, well, what do we have here, son? A verse from the one and only André 3000. Now, I’m not being superfluous when I say this, but I really think 3 Stacks has only dropped two verses in my youngest son’s lifetime. Given his reclusive nature, getting two or three verses since the beginning of 2014 is progress, man. With that being said, I’d be remiss if I didn’t over analyze every line on his recent contribution to Frank Ocean‘s Blond album. Namely, did he really come for Drake‘s neck?

First, let me just acknowledge the fact Frank Ocean put out not one but TWO albums last week. After threatening to do harm to pets if he didn’t release a record, Ocean finally honored my request and flooded the market with new tunes. With that being said, everyone reading this should thank me. I made all of this happen, bruh. Side bar, as of right now, I’m not the biggest fan of either Blond or Endless, but I’ll save that hot take for another time, son.

In any case, the real news right now is the speculation behind 3000’s lyrics on “Solo (Reprise).” While he wax poetically on a variety of topics ranging from the hardships of being a woman to police violence, it was his thought process on ghostwriting that raised the world’s collective Rock eyebrow. Towards the end of the song, Dré states “After 20 years in, I’m so naive I was under the impression that everyone wrote they own verses, it’s coming back different and yeah that shit hurts me.” Immediately, social media lost its fucking mind and everyone assumed he was referring to good ol’ Drake.

Now, I have two conflicting thoughts about 3000’s intentions with those bars. On one hand, why the fuck would someone of his magnitude come out of hibernation just to take a swipe at Drake? Dré’s never been the one to do things simply for recognition, and as a longtime fan, I’ve never seen him beef with anyone. In addition, Drake ain’t the only dude who’s used ghostwriters in Hip Hop history. At this point, if anyone is shocked to learn Dr. Dre, Diddy and Kanye West don’t write all of their rhymes, I would question whether they’re familiar with Rap music at all. Hell, even the first Rap hit inadvertently had a ghostwriter, son. Grandmaster Caz wrote the rhyme Big Bank Hank said on The Sugarhill Gang‘s “Rapper’s Delight.” This practice is far from new in Hip Hop, man.

On the other hand, of COURSE he’s talking about Drake, son. Ever since Meek Mill jumped off of the ledge and called Drake out for not penning his own bars, he’s been the most public example of a potentially fradulent rapper. At this point, he’s the main guy getting called out for using other artists’ words. So, who else would really inspire 3000 to take this stance at this particular time? Either way, Drake needs to sit this one out, man. Look, I’ve already said he needed to avoid Eminem like the Zika Virus. Now, he damn sure needs to add 3 Stacks to that list. Any man who can spit the shit he did on “Return of the ‘G’” is not to be fucked with, son.

Ultimately, I’m just glad André found his way into someone’s vocal booth. While I gave up hope for a solo album a long time ago, I’m just happy to know he’s still a fucking animal. Welcome back, 3000. Welcome back. Now, just please put out another record before I have another kid. Thanks and good day.

A Message To Rappers With ‘Lil’ In Their Names

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Look, no matter how objective I am in this post, I know some people out there will call me a hater. Sadly, that’s how shit works in our current world. Any time someone has an opinion about something, they’re automatically labeled a hater. With that being said, fuck all of that because I have something to get off of my chest. So, I’m dedicating this post to some of these new rapper with “Lil” in their names.

Now, while I’ve already mentioned this on my blog before, I’ll freely admit I’m a 30-year-old Black dude. Actually, I’m lying, son. I just had a birthday a couple of week ago, so I’m 31 now. In any case, I still consume Rap music at a furious pace. Judging from my socially conscious and political material, it would be safe to assume I’m a big fan of artists like Kendrick Lamar and J. Cole. However; I’d be remiss if I didn’t speak about the virtues of Rae Sremmurd‘s sermons and also mention the fact I’m the treasurer of the FutureHive. I say all of that to say I have no beef with the current state of music. Well, I have SOME beef, but we can speak about that another time. In actuality, the main problem I have with some of these younger dudes is their plain lack of respect for the artists and producers who came before them. If anyone let them tell it, they’d probably insinuate that they’ve reached stardom completely independent of their predecessors.

To keep it all of the way trill, in this particular post, I’m specifically speaking about Lil Uzi Vert and Lil Yachty. While I’d never tell their fans to dismiss their music, I have a major gripe with the way they’ve responded to their musical elders. First, let me start with Lil Uzi. In an interview with Ebro In The Morning on Hot 97, my mind was blown when I saw Vert’s reaction to Ebro asking him to rhyme over a DJ Premier beat. Ok, I get it, this instrumental probably came out when he was a baby, but the look of disdain and confusion on his face was thoroughly baffling to me. Architects like Preemo were vital to the growth of Rap music, not only musically but also business wise. There was a time when ALL of the biggest rappers HAD to have a Premier beat in order for their album to be official. It’s perfectly ok for the sonic quality of an art form to evolve, but how dare this kid judge a legend of Preemo’s caliber! Ultimately, Uzi WISHES his legacy will last as long as his. Someone tell that dude to holla back in five years and see if he’s even still popping. By then, he’ll probably already be the “old shit” he’s looking down on now.

Next, let’s talk about Lil Yachty. In an interview with Real 92.3, Yachty went on a tangent about the irrelevance of having a “cold 16” and telling “old people” to get over the fact the music has changed. He went even further to let us know that no one was doing “spin moves on cardboard” anymore and he could make a hot song just saying “yah.” Ok, now, where do I start? First, this dude essentially said a rapper doesn’t actually need to be good at rapping anymore. Then, he randomly criticized breakdancing. Shit, that’s already two of the four original elements of Hip Hop, man! I’m surprised he didn’t turn around and tell his DJ he wasn’t shit.

Look, like I said regarding Uzi, there’s nothing wrong with progression. The issue here is these younger dudes literally have no respect for anyone who paved the way for them. Do they think they invented 808‘s or getting turnt? Hell, Juicy J had me wanting to fight people in the club since the ’90s, son. Show some fucking reverence for the people who laid the foundation. Because news flash to these newer artists: there’s literally NOTHING happening out here that doesn’t have an origin in something that preceded it.

In the end, I’ll keep playing my Trap music at ignorant levels in the car. Well, not Uzi or Yachty because I truthfully thought their music sucked even before they made their dumbass comments. Tell them to come talk to me when they’ve had a career even remotely as long as the artists they’re dissing. Good day.

Money Can’t Buy ‘Woke’

Look, I won’t lie, son. This topic has been on my mind for some time now. While I could rail against racial prejudice and institutional bias until I’m blue in the face, sometimes the bullseye needs to be placed squarely on our own chests. With that being said, this post is dedicated to all of the Black celebrities who don’t seem to understand racism. Thank you for proving to us regular folk that money can’t buy “woke.”

While A$AP Rocky may be the face I put on this post, he’s not the only Black celeb who falls into this category. However; let’s just start with him. Now, for those who may be unfamiliar, Rocky caught some heat a few weeks ago regarding his comments about Black Lives Matter. Apparently, in a 2015 interview with Time Out New York, Rocky essentially rebelled against the idea of speaking out against racial injustice. In his mind, he can’t relate to what’s happening to Black people in America because he’s living in Beverly Hills and would rather talk about fashion and the women he’s fucking. Now, at this point, I’m sure there are plenty of dissertations about why these comments are patently absurd, but the problem is, Rocky isn’t the only Black celebrity who feels this way.

When Travi$ Scott was promoting his Rodeo album last year, he did an interview with Clique, a French publication. After the interviewer asked him about the Ferguson protests, Scott simply responded “I don’t really get too involved in the whole political shit.” Now, that statement irked the shit out of me, man. There’s absolutely nothing political about the frequent shootings of individuals who look like HIM. The incredibly sad part about a statement like this is the fact Black public figures seem to think their exempt from unjust treatment. In addition, there also seems to be some misguided belief that since they’re not subjected to the same harsh realities as other minorities, this treatment must not be real. The lack of empathy is completely astounding in their retorts.

I also remember when Bossip interviewed Young Thug on the red carpet of the BET Awards. He was also asked about Mike Brown and the atmosphere in Ferguson, and all that man could talk about was the money he was getting. Honestly, the fact these artists have the ear of our children should be frightening, son. If their ambivalence is passed down to our future generations, we as a community could have a MAJOR problem on our hands.

To be fair, I’m not the first individual to point this trend out. During this year’s BET Awards, Jesse Williams mentioned this same issue in his incredible acceptance speech. While he made a variety of outstanding points, he did specifically mention that we shouldn’t allow ourselves to be distracted by “getting money.” Just because a few individuals are able to occupy a different social category, that doesn’t mean the same treatment has trickled down to the entire race. We can’t lose sight of the fact there are still rampant injustices happening around this country. In addition, we can’t underestimate the strength of public figures speaking out. Frankly, a lot of them have a large enough platform to reach people the everyday crowd can’t. However; there’s an uncomfortable trend of said individuals abandoning the people when they have the chance.

Ultimately, it hurts me to write this type of shit. It hurts me to see our own people distance themselves from us since they no longer share the same daily experiences. No, we don’t need Rocky to be the next Al Sharpton, but it would be helpful for someone in his position to stand with us in solidarity. Side bar, I’m definitely not the biggest Sharpton fan, but I’ll save that for another day. In any case, I guess being on the cover of fashion magazines is more important to Rocky. All I can do is shake my head in disgust, son. Good day.

Man, Drake Ain’t Battling Eminem

Ok, look, let’s stop the foolishness right now, son. It really doesn’t matter what Ebro Darden from Hot 97 says. There’s no way in Hell Drake and Eminem are going to battle each other. According to Ebro, he told Drake that Em was going to diss him and Drake replied that he had something for him if he does. Come on, son, I don’t believe that tall tale for a second, man. With that being said, can we put all of these hypotheticals to rest? At the end of the day, we all need to be completely honest with each other: Em would eat Aubrey for breakfast, lunch, dinner and fourth meal.

Let me start this dissertation by getting one item out of the way: popularity doesn’t matter, son. Everyone knows Drake is the most popular rapper in the world right now. However; his greatest successes don’t really compare to Em’s. Yeah, Drake has the most number-one Rap songs in history, but Em has two diamond-selling albums. Allow me to put that in perspective for a second. In the history of the world, only nine Rap albums have ever sold ten million records and Eminem has two of them. That’s some straight Adele shit, bro. So, in regards to this imaginary battle, success is irrelevant. Eminem wins that fight by default, man.

Now, let’s talk about actual skills here. In case anyone forgot where Eminem came from, he was literally bred to be a battle rapper. Don’t believe me? Just hit up YouTube and see a younger version of him royally roast a variety of opponents for the world to see. On the other hand, it doesn’t even seem like Drake considers him a rapper. In “Back To Back,” his damn near career-ending diss to Meek Mill, he uttered the words “you’re getting bodied by a singing nigga.” In addition, on “Big Amount,” his most recent guest appearance on a 2 Chainz song, he definitely said Rap is something he does “on the side.” From that mentality alone, he shouldn’t want ANY parts of the “Rap God.” After all of these years and all of the records sold, Em still writes rhymes with the focus of a broke dude trying to get a record deal. It would be asinine for Drake to pick a fight with a man who’s that dedicated to rhyming words together.

Finally, just listen to this damn song, man. I don’t care what anyone says in response to this. There is absolutely no rhyme in Drake’s catalog that can fuck with the first verse of this track. From a straight technical standpoint, it’s a genius display of wordplay, man. This ain’t rhyming to make a meme, bro. This is rhyming to make a motherfucker regret stepping into a circumference of body blows. Honestly speaking, if Drake has any real friends, they should tell him to debunk this story, even though I never believed it was real to begin with. Someone needs to save that man ASAP.

In the end, I don’t want it to seem like I’m a Drake hater here. I’m actually a huge fan of that guy’s music. Shit, “Under Ground Kings” is one of my theme songs, man. However; when it comes to Eminem, we’re talking about one of the greatest human beings to ever put a metaphor to a bass line. Also, we’re forgetting one crucial element here: if Drake didn’t want any static from Joe Budden, he damn sure doesn’t want to end up in Em’s crosshairs. Ultimately, we’ll never know, though. Drake seems to prefer taking shots at Funkmaster Flex, for God knows what reason. In any case, adios, good people.

P.S. Shout-out to my dude Kurt for inspiring this post. Yessir.

What The Hell Are Joe Budden & Drake Doing?

To start off, the fact I’m a few weeks late in regards to speaking about this subject is very telling. In all honesty, I thought the foolishness would’ve died down by now, but noooooo. Everyday, a new detail comes out about the rift between Joe Budden and Drake, and I’m more confused than I was previously. Is this what rap beef has become, man? If so, I want absolutely no parts of it, son.

Usually, when I’m speaking about a new subject, I might say something like “in case you missed it.” However; if anyone hasn’t heard about this situation yet, then I wonder if that person has access to the Internet. The only part that might be fuzzy to people is how the shenanigans began in the first place. Now, for anyone confused about this facet of the story, let me fill in the details.

To begin, Joe has a weekly podcast titled I’ll Name This Podcast Later. Right after Drake’s Views album came out, Joe took to his podcast to say Aubrey sounded “real fucking uninspired.” He also said this in a vocal tone that was so passionate, I was dying from laughter while listening to the show. From there, French Montana popped up on Instagram, playing a snippet of a new song he had with Drake, where Drake can be heard saying “pump, pump, pump it up” at the beginning of his verse. Now, for anyone familiar with rap music, they’ll probably remember “Pump It Up” was the highest charting song Joe Budden ever released. With that being said, the Interwebz lost its collective mind with speculation that Drake was coming to “Meek Mill” Joey.

Never one to back down from a lyrical challenge, Joe decided to strike first with a diss track titled “Making A Murderer Pt. 1.” After receiving no response, he doubled back and released another diss track, this one called “Wake.” For me, this is where shit starts to get extra silly, son. Instead of releasing a real rebuttal to Joe, the full version of Montana’s “No Shopping” finally came out, with Drake’s lines towards Joe on display. As retaliation, Joe put out a third diss song, “Afraid.” Finally, after another period of radio silence from Drake, Joe dropped ANOTHER diss song, this one called “Just Because.”

Ok, look, this entire feud makes absolutely no sense to me. The bars on “No Shopping” are what got this whole shindig started in the first place. Joe already released two songs addressing these lines. So, why would he send out MORE bars to re-address the same shit he already addressed? In addition, why the fuck is Drake so quiet? I don’t want to hear the “Joe Budden is irrelevant” argument I’m seeing all over social media. If his words were really that irrelevant, Drake wouldn’t have taken shots at him on French’s song, he wouldn’t have mentioned Joe’s name during a recent concert and he wouldn’t be DMing Joe on Instagram. Side bar, what part of rap beef is DMing your opponent? What part of rap beef is inviting your adversary to a concert at Madison Square Garden and daring said adversary to release 25 diss tracks beforehand for $10,000? What happened to the days when dudes actually traded real bars with one another? Memes ain’t got shit to do with lyrical ability, son. That’s why I can’t respect what Drake is doing right. He can respond to Meek, but he’s too shook to get at people like Joe and Pusha T, who’s been lighting his ass up for some time now.

In the end, rap has become so corny, man. I can’t take the tomfoolery anymore. Good thing I’ve got this Maxwell blackSUMMERS’night album in rotation, son. I might as well get my woman in the mood to drop them drawers as opposed to watching grown men act like children. Good day.

Why The Hell Do I Like Desiigner’s “Timmy Turner”?

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To be honest, I got so much heaviness off my heart last week that frankly, I don’t want to talk about anything overtly serious today. Then again, with all of the fuckety-fuck shit going on in the world right now, I’m positive I’ll need to put my cape back on and save the planet from itself in the very near future. With that being said, today’s post was inspired by my fiancée. She overheard me singing Desiigner‘s “Timmy Turner” and she flatly asked me why I liked that song. After about five seconds of straight silence, I legit didn’t have an answer for her. So, today, I’m going to try and figure this out. Why on Earth do I like that God-forsaken song?

Now, for anyone who follows me on Instagram (@icantbefamous), I’m sure you’re familiar with a video rant I had a few weeks back about Desiigner’s New English mixtape. As a musician and sincere music fan, I try to stay abreast on any artist pushing the needle of the culture. However; by taking this approach to life, I’ve listened to my fair share of pure basura. After listening to Desiigner’s mixtape, I wanted to kick puppies off of bridges, have someone shoot a BB gun at my nuts and do a backflip into a piranha tank. Bruh, that was 30 odd minutes of some of the worst shit I’ve ever heard in my entire life. Most of the songs were under 3 minutes long and rarely consisted of more than a repeated chorus and maaaaaybe some semblance of a verse. Frankly, I was shocked a label of the pedigree of GOOD Music would release something of this caliber, or lack thereof. Fast forward a couple of weeks, the full version of “Timmy Turner” came out and I completely forgot what I was talking about.

If I’m going to be real, every single criticism I had for Desiigner’s mixtape is still in full effect on “Timmy Turner.” I still have no idea what the fuck that dude is talking about and the song is still basically nothing more than a chorus. However; for reasons unbeknownst to me, it all works on this song. With that being said, I still have so many damn questions, son. Why the hell is this song about a Fairly OddParents character? Why the hell does Timmy need a burner to kill everybody walking? What the hell does a “fine bitch” and BET have to do with anything? Seriously, what the hell is this song even about? I’ve already lost track of how many times I’ve said “hell” in this post, son. I’m so confused and I literally have no explanation for any of this, man. I sincerely need someone to help me make sense of all of this.

Since I’m not a hypocrite, I’ll admit I’ve been a fan of this song ever since it came out as a XXL Magazine Freshman Freestyle. Side bar, since when did a freestyle simply become nothing more than reciting the chorus of an unreleased song? Does everyone out there see what I mean? There’s absolutely no reason why I should like this song. In any case, you mix Desiigner’s dumbfounding weirdness with a melodic masterpiece of an instrumental by the legendary Mike Dean and you’ve got me, hook, line and sinker. Being someone who hated “Panda” and his aforementioned mixtape, it’s unbelievable I would like anything this guy released as much as I like this song.

In the end, I don’t think I’ve accomplished anything with this post. I’m still not sure why I jam out to this track. As I’m writing this, my fiancée is giving me the “what the fuck is wrong with you” look. Ultimately, who cares, though? Someone just tell Timmy Turner to keep it cool. Everybody walking doesn’t need to die. Now, before I go, if anyone reading this likes this song too, can you explain to me why? I’d legit like to know. Good day, folks.