Is Your Weed THAT important??!

Damn TIP,

My dude Nathan at Refined Hype pointed out yesterday that only bad things happen to rappers in L.A.

(For the full backstory of what happened with T.I. getting arrested for drug possession, it’s only right that I kept it Atlanta and provided this link

But really now,

This weed shit is getting over the top. You kids are acting like it hasn’t been around for ages, like it’s sooo fucking revolutionary.

I can’t for the life of me understand this new movement of rappers that dedicate 90% of their gimmick and content to a plant, cause yeah, that hasn’t been done before almost 20 years ago. What’s so new about this?? What makes it such a phenomenon now? Is it that the kids are smoking at younger ages now when before it was left to the older heads? That can be the case. Also because the kids today are just more indulgent period. The fear of consequence is less and almost every song is a get-fucked-up anthem now more than ever. I used to think it was a hood thing, but now I see that even the nerdiest lames are blowing it down. And more females too, as I focused on in my post earlier this year, The 2011 Legalization of Cali bud & The Death of The Good Girl ( You still think rap music doesn’t influence pop culture and vice versa??! It’s cyclical. Even if the amount of Young muafuckas puffing back in the 70’s and 80’s was the same as it is now – and I highly doubt this, we weren’t hearing about it 1/4 as much as we’re hearing about it today, in all it’s glorified glory.

As the new wave of niggas who have invaded my building have given me the misfortune of having to step over them daily as they round up to roll up on my staircase on the way to my apartment (and I don’t live in the projects, just across, but might as well at this point), I don’t see this surge going anywhere soon. It’s the great get away…fill your lungs with carcinogens, spit, cough and spend your way to temporary happiness…

I just wish this shit was legalized already so I can stop hearing about it. I want them to tax it, over-charge it, monopolize it and then make Truth commercials about it and let everyone see how offensive the smell is when you’re not the one smoking it…when you have to walk behind it and have it blown in your face like cigarettes. When the blunt guts and spit globs are outside corporate buildings. I think it’s so praised because it is counter-culture and apart of a rebel spirit that people, especially youth, like to embrace.

But that’s the thing…you take white kids for example, and once they enter a certain point in their lives, they get more concerned with their prospects and other dealings, the whole consumption and over-consumption thing slows down and the risky behavior calms down generally speaking. You’ll hear stories about wild college days or crazy nights, but for some reason, you rarely hear about white stockbrokers, athletes, politicians, musicians or actors getting pulled over in their luxury cars because of a strong stench of Marijuana. And more of them smoke than negroes! Take Notes Tiny and T.I.!! (Now I will note that once again, this generally speaking, and just because you don’t hear about it, doesn’t mean it doesn’t happen. And before you advocates start scrambling to scrape up the few examples in defense, I will also note that Paris Hilton, who is White, just got stopped and in trouble for the same thing recently)

How much have you allowed a drug to be integrated into your daily life? Niggas act like they can’t live without being high. How does that sound? So much so that you would risk your freedom for something that just makes you feel free? I can’t count how many times I’ve had my boys in my car with serious quantities on them and never paid attention to the fact that this shit could be the reason I’m not sleeping in my own bed that night. How dumb. One of my favorite rappers, who just got the slap-on-the-wrist of a lifetime, the biggest break since Cochran got Snoop off for Murder (And we all know he was a party to it), has royally fucked up and put himself in a situation where his future is yet again in question. Don’t niggas get tired of hiding? Don’t you get tired of having someone else decide your fate? Is this shit really that great that you can’t get by without it? Then you have to ask yourselves, what the hell has gone on or is going on to make that the case? What took it from a party drug to an everyday thang?

I mean, let’s take SEX. It’s an appropriate comparison since potheads’ number one argument is that weed is so natural. I Love sex.  Most of us do. Sex is a risky behavior, a natural indulgence. I’ve been in trouble with the cops for sex. I know that doing it in public, especially a car, can get me busted. But at the same time, I don’t have sex everyday. Most of us don’t. I don’t know if I would if I could. It would kill the awe of it. Yet, unless I’m raw-dogging a chic with no check-ups, I’m not doing any harm to my body, and I’m damn sure not risking my freedom! It’s a fine at most. The way you rappers and young fucks go about this recreational drug shit tho, I just really hope its better than sex, because sex is life, weed is just an escape from it…

CotDammit John Mayer….

I won’t post the interview or it’s excerpts up, because by now, you’ll be able to catch the most “inflammatory” parts all over the web.

I will, however

show you the source where you can read the interview in it’s entirety.

Now I am a John Mayer fan.

But I have also heard the infamous tales of him being a Grade A asshole in real life. This sentiment was recently reiterated by the homegirls Seshie and Morgan, who also follow him on twitter.

I also have picked up on his penchant for overt sarcasm and colorful commentary over the past few years. So I’m not sure exactly how “inflammatory” these “inflammatory” comments are…

It could just fall in line with every other off-brand statement he’s made to the press.

In this interview, he ruffles plenty of feathers, including Jessica Simpson’s (but wait! feathers?.. Is she chicken?or Fish?), but I wonder, is this just another case of Black people being too sensitive for all of the wrong reasons? I’m just waiting for Al Sharpton to pop out somewhere tomorrow, seeing as to how he only comes out for these menial situations.

If we’ve paid attention to Mayer’s M.O. by now, why would we be surprised by anything outlandish that he says? Obviously, if you look at what he’s saying in full, he’s very aware of his perception and the perception of him. He’s also very aware of what he’s saying. Now the real question here, was did he not anticipate the feeble-mindedness of the average reader – or the domino effect that controversial hearsay would have upon feedback from this interview? Did he even realize that this interview would reach the public so widely? Like, did he not realize that this was an interview in PLAYBOY fuckin magazine??! America’s Guilty pleasure? Or did he just assume that of course, only intellectual people actually READ the articles in Playboy as opposed to just staring at the landing strips on the centerfolds, and therefore, anyone with that level of logical reasoning wouldn’t take his remarks out of context nor take offense to them?

The even bigger question is, Did he really even give a fuck??! And does he have to?

We accept crazy talk from personalities that we deem as brash and extreme, but when it comes from our tamer idols, we get up in arms. Nelly can testify to this. Luke can have girls on video eating each other out, and then make a song about it, but don’t let it be the guy who made “Dillema”. Andrew Dice Clay can be as coarse as can be, but if it’s our favorite emo-guitar guy that the rappers like….it’s OVER.

Well maybe John wants to be like those guys who get away with that shit. Maybe he looks like he’s in league with Michael Buble, but he feels more like O.D.B. inside. And I’m not condoning any of this, I’m just trying to put it in another perspective of understanding. Maybe he just didn’t give a fuck! He just wanted to tell you how much Jessica Simpson is a hot piece of ass, how Black women don’t do it for him, and how much he acknowledges that he has a “hood pass”, but not an official hood pass because he still can’t get away with saying stuff like the word Nigger. And just to test the waters, he’s going to use the word Nigger just to show you how much that hood pass doesn’t really exist after all.

And you all just proved him right because I’m sure plenty of you will refuse to support him any longer and snatch that pass right back!

I for one, Love when people are this honest because they tell you who they really are. At least you know where he stands.  It’s what keeps you hanging off of every word in a 50 Cent interview. Or the latest Kanye Rant. For an artist of John’s stature, this interview is a publicists’ nightmare. But for an artist of John’s stature, maybe it’s kind of dope that he broke the rules.

True, he should know better. he’s a smart dude. But the only place he fucked up was by actually using the full out N word and not using softer language to get his points across. I’ve come to the conclusion that every White person in the world has or will say Nigger at least once in their lives…if for no other reason than just to see how it feels to say it. You try being told that there’s one word in your entire lifetime that you’re never allowed to say…see where the Pandora’s Box of your mind takes you!

I personally am more offended by the white folk who use it casually and think nothing of it because some Black people in their lives have allowed them to continually repeat it.

But in this case, he’s being very cognizant of the African-American demographic, and if anything, he’s admitting to a character flaw within himself. He’s telling you that he would like to, but up until this point in his life, hasn’t found himself sexually attracted to Black women. Honest enough. Would I be a reverse racist when I state that Iam not sexually attracted to White women? Because Iam not, on average.

I’m like him in a way…..

due to the fact that I love women to the extreme that I do, I do find the beauty in all sexy women of all shades and races, But I know my first preference always has and always will be Black women!

I try to tell people all the time, that the biggest part of attraction is psychological. Alot is based on what we’re exposed to and how we’ve taken in ideas of beauty throughout the courses of our lives. Once we accept that, we’ll realize that there’s not some magic key that we’re born with that tells us who to date and mate with.

But nevermind all of that, let me end this post with the apology…

cause that’s what you want anyway isn’t it?

“using the ‘N word’ in an interview: I am sorry that I used the word. And it’s such a shame that I did because the point I was trying to make was in the exact opposite spirit of the word itself. It was arrogant of me to think I could intellectualize using it, because I realize that there’s no intellectualizing a word that is so emotionally charged.

And while I’m using today for looking at myself under harsh light, I think it’s time to stop trying to be so raw in interviews… It started as an attempt to not let the waves of criticism get to me, but it’s gotten out of hand and I’ve created somewhat of a monster. I wanted to be a blues guitar player. And a singer. And a songwriter. Not a shock jock. I don’t have the stomach for it.

Again, because I don’t want anyone to think I’m equivocating: I should have never said the word and I will never say it again.”

I do want to give John his props tho, for shouting out Kerry Washington (I agree, she seems to have white girl swag where it counts), and for even KNOWING who Holly Robinson-Peete is! Not too many Black guys remember or acknowledge her, let alone some random whiteboy. Maybe he watched alot of 21 Jumpstreet reruns back in the day. She was and still is pretty damn hot! And her charity involvements rock!

And to close it out, why not leave you crazy kids with an Apropo ditty?

*Zoloft Files Edition* Hot 16…Or More…HOW HUMAN

Day 5‘s joint is one that seems to be a common favorite so far.

I think people like what they believe to be the theme, but moreover what they like is the “Age Of Aquarius” sample, courtesy of Kanye.

Now for some reason this project is full of ALOT of Kanye and Mobb Deep instrumentals.

I guess Emo-rap and gritty mid-90’s cryptic Murder rap beats set the perfect sonic backdrop for a depression-based mixtape full of contemplation on life’s paradoxes and personal reflection.

Anyway, I don’t know what Mos Def did with this Kanye beat nor what he was talking about on the original version of his song called “Sunshine”, but seeing as how I wasn’t anywhere near a sunshiny mood while making this tape, obviously I took a different direction.

This sample is near and dear to me now, as the sample was made famous from the old Broadway play, HAIR, which has been revived in the last year or so, and I know one of the stars, Ms. Sasha Allen, very well. She even gets a shout out in the beginning.

Thinking about that play (which I don’t think I quite understand), made me think about the hippies and their whole peace and love thing. I thought about the intermingling of the races and the multi-cultural cast re-enacting those free-spirited drifters. I thought about how under the sun, we’re all the same, and how this sun is the very thing that gives us the notion of Color to begin with. I started getting really scientific on ya’ll asses. I thought about this generation, and how much the lines have been blurred between cultures since I’ve been alive, since my parents, and their parents before.

So in this Black History Month, I’d like to leave you with that to think about.

As Pro-Black as Iam. And as militant as I can be on certain subjects, I really believe that separating anyone by race is Crazy. True enough, our lifestyles are so different that you can’t help but notice that some things are typical of a certain group, and sure it’s funny to say, ‘white people’ after you witness a caucasian doing something so expected of them. But I do think that race is one of those things that needs to be poked fun at more until we can get to a point where it’s a secondary thought and not a primary one. Iam one of those folks who believe that we are all a little racist or prejudice in our own ways, and alot of that has to do with indelible conditioning, subliminal ideas that have been pushed into our minds and lack of exposure respectively. Acknowledging that helps to lift a huge weight off of us being that we are imperfect people who have never been in such a position as we are now to be so accepting of one another. It’s a long road, but I have faith that the successive generations are taking strides towards that.

Only time will tell.

But here, I pontificate on the simplicity and susceptible state of being just a human in this big small world.

How human,

How you been?

if colors only made up here from how you bend,

light refractions,

then let the light back in,

to Dawn on the darkness of our current reactions – towards,

one another in this Rubix cube of culture clashes,

fused with folk who fashion-forward, socially ass-backwards.

We try to be colorblind like dogs and cats is,

but we define by color first,

character after.

So we are just caricatures of ourselves,

stereotypes have to occur – but patterns can melt.

This merry-go-life grabs you at birth – strap in the belt,

so bury the lines – slash and then burn that, and dispel…

All of the attacks and slurs between the races,

we’ve seen the faces of hate,

but ain’t seen the basis.

But we can change it – clear it up,

here’s to ones of us,

reared in the now – gearing for The Age of Aquarius!”

Hope you learned something…

Click the picture of the mixtape cover to download it.

*Zoloft Edition* Hot 16…Or More…ANTI-SOCIAL SOCIALITE

Day 2 kiddies.  The Zoloft Files run-by encounters continue. And the Hot 16’s continue as well.

This installment embodies the …Or More… part of this section because I had no choice but to do  the WHOLE song to get the feel of what I was describing across. In true Malik-16 fashion, I give you another glimpse into my upbringing as a resident of the Hood-Hood, and I lament on not quite fitting in anywhere. A recurring theme.

The title of this song derives from  a phrase that I thought I came up with on my own back in my sophmore year of College when me and my boy Brandon Carter released our very first mixtape together and I did the intro. Alot of my friends around campus teased me for that part of the intro, but years later, just recently, as I was traipsing thru the internets, I stumbled upon a couple uses and misuses of the saying. Some people who I KNOW shouldn’t be using those words in reference to themselves using it.

I felt some kind of way about it at the moment, but now I  say, if you feel as though this term fits your position in life currently, or describes you best, then so be it!

This is dedicated to you who can still feel dolo even while being the life of the party.

I give you the

Anti-Social Socialite

“It’s just a wrinkle in time that gets me thinking on why,

or How I even survived,

these streets’ll eat you alive!

But see these streets don’t apply…

It’s hard believing that I’m,

from the same place – I must be a beacon of light….

In shallow waters – I was born to swim,

Stay away from tides,

– had to pay my Tithes – say I’m born again.

Wasting time’s like they wait to die,

I was brought up where,

chaos thrives on Forsaken lives, on the corner yeah.

So there!

there you have it – it’s the story of a confident kid,

turned shy,

the hood made him frail.

On the same train as all them thugs, but he derailed,

so he never fell a victim to them drugs or them jails.

God knows how to pick ’em but this was a hard sale,

I was goody-2 shoes of the ghetto when crack sales,

was at, all time highs…

Them days of Rich Porter and AZ,

when Pops had like 6 stores – it was crazy!

And this the same vessel – same core that had made me,

except for we was strugglin’ – we was poor in the 80’s.

Now take those elements and then place me,

in a school full of White kids, and you can see how that change me!

It’s sorta like Cinderella ‘cept,

everyday at 3 o’Clock,

you gotta send this fella back! to his block

full of felons, on the steps, where the cops,

probably let ’em sling they rocks,

knowing this was like the start of Armageddon

-And the plot thickens…

I’m the product of two environments;

1 was in that white building,

2 was with them White children.

Now try to balance that! Quite the balance act,

Spiderman couldn’t hang upside down – I was sliding back,

and forth…

Sometimes I leaned more to the White side,

deep inside myself – I never thought it was the right side,

as a consequence – in Harlem, I was never outside,

that’s when I chose to write rhymes,

the T.V. gave me outlines.

So even as a tyke, you see I wasn’t opened quite wide,

but ain’t too many crazy folks who social life, I…

I know everybody but just can’t,

get close to nobody so fuck friends!

I go to the party and just stand,

– everybody else is so Lady GaGa – they Just Dance!

…And you can read my Pokerface,

nevermind the top, the bottom’s the loneliest place.

But ‘lonely‘s,

a word that I just don’t say…

Just not the way that I feel,

not the way I was built!

Ain’t no switching up the mood when I’m the only face,

I’m my most comfortable when I’m alone – it’s safe.

I just don’t want to be forgotten,

so that’s why every now and then I pop into the spots where they say is poppin’ and Poppin’ Champagne – tho I’m not into:

Smoking and Drinking,

Yeah I know what you’re thinking;

I’m inside, but not In!

…Dude at the Industry party posted like,

I’m trying not to Hope I’m right.

– So at the end of the note I sign,

Sincerely Yours – Mr. Anti -Social, Socialite.

I’m Gone!”

Hope you learned something…

Click the image of the mixtape cover below to download it.

Interesting speech on ‘White-ness’

Ok, my boy Mos put this video link up a few days ago on Facebook.  It’s a pretty interesting subject. How often do we hear things approached from this angle?

I won’t say much, I’ll just let the video speak for itself…

Not So Black and White…

So I don’t know how this came up, but I was speaking about this movie the other day. It’s one of those films that didn’t really go anywhere or never got mentioned again so you wonder if it ever actually existed or if you made it up in your head. But sure enough, I remember seeing the trailer for this movie when I saw “Panther” in the theatre with my mother. As a kid, I remember thinking,’wow, this is the most interesting Plot ever!’.
but now as an adult, as I go back and watch this Melodramatic and albeit Cheesy 90’s VHS trailer version, it occurred to me, what is it saying?

It’s painfully obvious that there’s a statement being made here. The film was presented in a way to spark controversy – whether or not it did, we can figure out by how many of you reading this have even heard of this movie.

What’s the most interesting to me is that the filmmakers chose to make this plot situational and based on 2 opposing families mainly, but begs a question that’s pertains more to a bigger social arena. It asks what if things were reversed? That’s a WTF question for sure, cause at first I’m this a white person’s acknowledgement that they actually control most of the known world??

But no, this is actually the creation of  a Japanese American – the same writer behind such a true to life gritty urban classic as American Me.

I thought it would be pretty ill if this question was approached in some kind of surreal setting where it showed life in general in a way where blacks/minorities were on the higher side of the global spectrum: more affluent and privileged and carried a sense of entitlement.
Now I can only speak from viewing the trailer, because I never actually saw this movie, but the fact that it focuses Primarily on John Travolta and Harry Belafonte’s grossly exaggerated characters and seems to rely on heavy cliche and archetypical imagery to display the disparity that exists between the races, downgrades everything. It ‘s almost counter productive because if this question is what if the roles were reversed between Blacks and Whites, what is it saying about Black People on average??

Is the everyday Black Man a barely Blue Collar, poorly accented, country sounding, angry and inevitably violent guy, struggling to make ends meet? If that’s the case, then I’m surprised that John Travolta’s character is even at home with his wife and kids! You know Niggas don’t do that!

And on the other side of that coin, is it saying that the average White person is wealthy and could care less about the plight of his fellow man?

That being said, it’s still the only movie like this that I’ve ever heard of that was released by Hollywood. Clearly this is from the John Travolta comeback Period after Pulp Fiction raised his career from the dead and he was taking on any role that would be a standout. And tho it looks like something Robert Townsend would create, with less than Tongue-in-cheek attempts to be thought provoking and emotional, I still think it makes one curious enough to find it (if you can) and watch to see what the hell they were on when they made this.

And with that, I’m off to Netflix or the Video store. Who’s coming with me?