I Don’t Know If I Believe This Dwight Howard Story

Now, let me begin this post by saying that I don’t care if Dwight Howard is gay or not. I don’t care if he’s bisexual or if he gets down with transgender women. All I know is, I don’t want that dude on my basketball team. In any case, Howard’s name is being dragged through the mud because of a story by Masin Elijè. Apparently, according to Elijè, Howard is his ex-boyfriend. Furthermore, Elijè took it upon himself to “out” Howard due to alleged threats of violence. With all of that being said, I have some real doubts about Elijè’s story, son.

Ok, for those who missed it, Elijè is claiming that he had a relationship with Howard. Now, based on his story, their situation ended because of Howard’s infidelity and possible attraction to transgender women. From there, I’ve read some other shit about sex parties and allegations that Howard’s pastor threatened Elijè’s life. The word is, all of this has transpired because he wouldn’t sign an NDA about his time with Howard. Look, all of this could very well be true, man. But, based on the person telling the story, I might have to call shenanigans, fam.

Listen, Elijè is no stranger to the bullshit, bruh. Just last year, both Elijè and Rubi Rose tried to run the same scam on Playboi Carti. After Rose and Carti broke up, she alleged that Carti was messing around with Elijè. Anyway, Elijè tried to put out some DM’s to corroborate the story and most people believe they were fabricated. Fast forward to now and her DM’s with Howard also look shaky. For one, Elijè’s responses are missing the normal text bubbles that appear in Instagram conversations. So, they appear to be doctored as hell, son. All I can say is, we don’t believe Elijè, he needs more people.

In the end, who cares if Howard is gay, man. Ultimately, that ain’t any of our business, fam. Frankly, all we need to know is that he’s a trash NBA player. Ok, yeah, he was dominant at one point in time, but that time is long gone, bruh. By and by, some of the “hurt butt” jokes are funny, but falsely outing someone is bullshit, son. Hell, even legitimately outing someone is bullshit, folks. At the end of the day, that’s not another person’s call to make. The way I see it, Elijè better be telling the truth, people. If not, I hope Howard sues him for erythang. Not “everything,” but erythang. That is all. LC out.

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What The F*ck, Howard?!

*Sigh* Really, Howard University? Like, really, son? Keeping it a buck, I’m thoroughly disappointed with the fuckery going on in their financial aid department. Not only did employees receive improper funds, but it also appears that Wayne Frederick, university president, was aware of the tomfoolery. All in all, this is a TERRIBLE look for such a prestigious HBCU.

Ok, for those who are unaware, an unnamed student-employee discovered the fraud. Apparently, irregular refunds checks were being cut for a variety of faculty and staff. Now, in some cases, checks as large as $100,000 were being shelled out in a single year. Keep in mind, federal law states that aid amounts can’t be larger than the tuition amount for a particular school year. For reference, Howard’s tuition in 2017-2018 was $43,501. Soooooo, someone was CLEARLY getting more than their just due, man.

Anyway, there are multiple examples of individuals getting money for made up reasons. Shit, one student-employee got a “Mock Trial Scholarship” and the team came back saying they don’t even have the bread to give such an amount. So, we know that people were just skimming off of the top, fam. To make matters worse, when President Frederick talked about the school’s $9 million financial aid debt, he never mentioned the $1 million that was stolen by staff. However; several financial aid officials shadily resigned within the last year. Yeah, things that make me go “hmm,” bruh.

In the end, this is NOT the type of attention that Howard needs, son. Ultimately, Black people put a lot of stock in HBCU’s and rightfully so, man. By and by, I’d hate to see a highly-regarded name like Howard get tarnished because of some bad seeds. At the end of the day, get all of these motherfuckers out and let’s save Howard’s reputation, fam. That is all. LC out.

Catch These Hands: Donald Trump & Joe Biden Edition

Son, what world are we living in right now? I mean, what’s really good with our country when our elected officials are offering each other the fade? Look, at this point, I’m not pointing the finger at Donald Trump over Joe Biden. All in all, both of these old ass dudes are ridiculous for trying to square up with each other. Shit, can these fuckity-fucks just do what they’ve been elected to do?

Ok, for those who missed it, Biden was giving a speech at the University of Miami. Now, while speaking about Trump’s Access Hollywood comments, Biden stated that, in high school, he would’ve taken Trump “behind the gym and beat the hell out of him.” *Sigh* The former Vice President of the United States, ladies and gentlemen! First off, not only is a 75-year-old man talking about what he’d do in high school, but he’s also talking about engaging in fisticuffs. Good Lord, is that how we handle politics now? Listen, if that were the case, then just let a boxer or an MMA fighter run for office, son.

In any case, OF COURSE Trump had to respond, man. Now, in true President Orange fashion, Trump tweeted that Biden would “go down fast and hard, crying all the way.” Word? Trump is fluent in the art of the beatdown? Fam, if these dudes don’t get the FUCK outta here, bruh! Real talk, who are any of these dudes fooling, people? Keeping it a buck, I can’t believe this is how politicians are addressing issues in 2018. On the real, jabs and hooks are how we solve issues in middle school, folks. By and by, this is not how I want Washington to fix its problems, son.

In the end, fuck all of the dumb shit, man. Ultimately, someone needs to tell these guys to grow up, fam. I mean, not only are these dudes running the government, but they’re also old as fuck. In addition, since neither one of them have actually seen any war, I don’t want to hear any of the tough guy talk, bruh. Everybody just needs to knock it off, son. That is all. LC out.

B.o.B Is The Dumbest Man Alive

All jokes aside, how many dumb ideas can one dude have, son? Look, in my eyes, everyone has to pick a thing, man. Like, we all should only be allowed to have one ridiculous belief, fam. For me, I believe The Rolling Stones are better than The Beatles, bruh. Yes, I know some people may think I’m insane, but no one can convince me otherwise. With that being said, rapper B.o.B is DETERMINED to have the most preposterous ideas, folks. First, he claimed that the Earth was flat. Shit, he even got into a beef with Neil deGrasse Tyson about it. Now, he’s claiming that slavery never existed in America. All in all, this clown can’t be fucking serious, people.

Ok, as I stated in the previous paragraph, Bobby Ray is alleging that slavery didn’t happen in America. So, he posted some bullshit on his Instagram page and proudly proclaimed that there was no slavery in his DNA. Furthermore, he wondered why we could find dinosaur bones but couldn’t find any slave ships. Now, outside of the fact that he’s insane, his fuckery bothers me for another reason, son. Look, if this clowncake did even the SMALLEST amount of research, he’d know that everything he’s stated has already been debunked. With that being said, let’s start with slave ships, man.

Now, in Washington, D.C., there’s a little Smithsonian museum called the National Museum of African American History and Culture. Essentially, this museum chronicles the entire history of Black people in the United States. Please note, I’ve written about this exact place on my blog before. Meaning, the virtues of this building have already been added to the zeitgeist. In any case, this museum has tons of valuable items on display, such as artifacts from slave ships that B.o.B claims don’t exist. As it stands, anybody can go to D.C. right now and see remnants of the São José Paquete Africa, a slave ship from Portugal.

Moving on, what confuses me even more is the fact that B.o.B is from the South. I mean, he can go to a bunch of different states and see a preserved plantation right this moment, fam. At the end of the day, there are millions of conspiracies, bruh. However; the existence of slavery isn’t one of them, folks. It just is what it is, people.

In the end, I don’t want to hear any more tomfoolery from B.o.B, son. At this point, I only need him to do one thing, man: give me Sevyn Streeter’s number, fam. I mean, that woman is fine as fuckity-fuck, bruh! In any case, Bobby needs to leave the happy dust alone and go back to making music that people actually care about. Keeping it a buck, he hasn’t really done that in a number of years, folks. LC out.

What The F*ck Is Nelly Being Accused Of?!

Look, I won’t lie, son. I don’t know what to make of this story at all, man. I mean, as of right now, all I know is that a woman is accusing Nelly of rape. Now, keeping it a buck, Nelly isn’t the first famous person to be accused of some dastardly shit, fam. With that being said, I’m going to wait for all of the facts to come out before I judge one way or the other. In any case, NONE of this looks good for Cornell, bruh.

Now, for those who missed it, Nelly is in some hot water right now. To begin, he’s currently on tour with Florida Georgia Line. Anyway, after a show close to Seattle, Washington, he turned up in a nearby club. Apparently, this is where he met the woman who’s accusing him of rape. According to her statement, in her inebriated state, she was invited back to Nelly’s tour bus and he allegedly assaulted her without a condom. From there, she claims that he offered her “hush money” and kicked her off of the bus when she refused.

Moving on, shortly after she called 911, Nelly was arrested. After a few hours, he was released without charges being filed. However; there’s still going to be an investigation to check the validity of the woman’s story. All I can say is, I hope the story isn’t true, fam. But, on the other hand, this type of behavior isn’t foreign to famous men, bruh.

Ok, being real, this is where the story should’ve ended, son. However; ever since this story broke, people have been posting weird ass videos of Nelly. Now, based on the footage I’ve seen, this dude is out here being inappropriate with underage girls onstage. Shit, everyone should just take a look for themselves, man. In one of the videos, homie is out here asking a girl if she likes school while twirling her hair. Wait, what the FUCK is that about?! Since when is ANY of that cool, fam? How come no one brought this fuck shit up before?! He should’ve BEEN put on blast for this questionable shit, bruh! Real talk, he needs to explain himself, folks!

In the end, I don’t know what to make of any of this, son. I just wrote an entire post and I don’t have an answer for anything. What kinda bullshit is Nelly on, man? These videos coupled with the rape allegations paint a VERY grim portrait of the man. Ultimately, I truly hope I don’t find out some shit about him that I can’t un-know, fam. *Sigh* Nelly needs to start talking, bruh. ASAP. LC out.

The Worst NBA Playoffs Ever

So, to begin, this post isn’t an indictment on the Golden State Warriors or the Cleveland Cavaliers. Well, not entirely, son. In actuality, today’s sermon is an indictment on the rest of the NBA. I mean, c’mon son! Where was the competition this year, man?! Look, let’s be real for a second, fam. Did anyone really believe that the Finals would feature two different teams? Yeah, I didn’t think so, bruh. All I know is, the remaining NBA teams need to start pulling their collective weight. Otherwise, there isn’t any need to have seasons anymore.

Now, let’s review this year’s playoffs, man. The Dubs and the Cavs entered the Finals with a combined 24-1 record. Like, that’s just stupid, son. Realistically, there weren’t any teams that could stand up to these dudes in either conference. The Washington Wizards can talk all of the shit they want, but they couldn’t get pass the Boston Celtics, bruh. Also, speaking of the Celtics, they literally had one fluke win against the Cavs. Other than that, the entire series was complete and utter domination.

Moving on, I originally heard all of these theories about how the Toronto Raptors would give the Cavs static. Man, those fools couldn’t even rattle off a competent game, fam. On the flip side, the Houston Rockets were supposed to be able to challenge the Dubs. Well, James Harden looked like a scrub for most of that series. In addition, even if Kawhi Leonard never got injured, I’d bet money that the San Antonio Spurs couldn’t win more than two games against the Warriors. Ultimately, outside of some devastating injury or an ill-advised trade, the Cavs and the Dubs will probably keep facing each other in the Finals. All I know is, it’s a fucking buzz kill, bruh.

Keeping it a buck, I was a baby in the 1980‘s, so I can’t talk about the matchup between the Larry Bird-led Celtics and the Magic Johnson-led Los Angeles Lakers. So, maybe this is how people felt during that era too. In any case, I was of age during the Michael Jordan era. Now, even though MJ won all of those titles, at least the games were competitive, man. Look, there was absolutely NO competition in this year’s playoffs, son. The outcome was essentially a foregone conclusion. By and by, the NBA needs to improve in order to keep my attention, fam.

In the end, I just want to see good basketball, bruh. That’s it. All jokes aside, only Warriors or Cavs “fans” could have possibly enjoyed this postseason. Side note, I put “fans” in quotations because NONE of these new clowns are really fans. Listen, don’t talk to me about the Dubs if Run TMC doesn’t ring a bell. Don’t talk to me about the Cavs if Mo Williams doesn’t conjure up memories of mediocrity. Anyway, now is the time for teams to “tool up,” word to Marlo Stanfield. On the real, the game can’t survive in its current form, man. I was fucking bored this season, son. *Sigh* LC out.

My Day At The National Museum Of African American History & Culture

First off, I want to give a major shout-out to the Christian Divas at the Epworth United Methodist Church in the Bronx, New York. My wife is a part of this group/church and they’re the ones who organized the trip to the Smithsonian National Museum of African American History and Culture in Washington, D.C.. Now, before I continue, let me make a public service announcement: everyone needs to go to this museum, man! It truly is a rich and detailed history of the Black experience in America. Meaning, it wholly documents the good, the bad, the ugly, the super ugly and the egregiously ugly. With that being said, I just want to talk about my day at the museum. Let’s go!

To begin, our group started from the building’s lower levels and worked our way to the top floor. The History Galleries occupy the bottom three floors and they tell our history from the 15th century until today. Now, I won’t lie, son. Walking through these exhibits can be very taxing on the soul. It’s incredibly infuriating to see how we were kings and queens, willfully trading goods with Europe, and ended up being the merchandise ourselves.

On the real, seeing actual chains, illustrations of how we were packed onto ships and quotes from some of our callous captors can be an absolute mind-fuck, son. In addition, seeing things like real slave auction blocks, Nat Turner’s Bible and authentic cowskin whips can leave the strongest people feeling deflated. However; looking at Emmett Till’s casket nearly did me in, man. For the life of me, I will NEVER understand how anyone could do that to a 14-year-old boy. So, for that, Carolyn Bryant Donham can burn in the deepest depths of Hell. Recanting her story does NOTHING to bring that boy back, man.

Moving on, walking through gallery after gallery started to take a toll on me. Seeing my people go from slavery to segregation to the prison industrial complex can be extremely heavy on the heart. With that being said, thank the Lord for the Community and Culture Galleries on the upper floors, son! Being the musician I am, I immediately found myself in the music section. How could I not be happy after taking pictures of J Dilla’s MPC, Funkadelic’s Mothership and Chuck Berry’s red Cadillac? Side note, Rest In Peace to Chuck Berry, man. Fuck what anyone else says, THAT MAN invented Rock & Roll, son! No ifs, ands, or buts about it. Anyway, walking through these galleries was exactly what I needed after the History Galleries.

In the end, I really enjoyed my time there. It was dope to bring my oldest son and watch him learn. I mean, it would be hard for him to grasp everything so soon, but I definitely wanted him to start learning about history. Ultimately, it doesn’t matter what ethnicity anyone is. Everyone needs to visit this museum, man. Well done, Smithsonian. Well done indeed. LC out.

P.S. Shout-out to singer-songwriter Kendra Foster. I ran into her at the museum and she was awesome to talk to. Outside of her dope self-titled debut album, she also helped D’Angelo write the lyrics to most of Black Messiah. Now, anyone who knows me knows how much of a D’Angelo stan I am. In any case, she’s awesome. That is all.