Hip Hop Wired- It was a freestyle, meaning I just said whatever came to my head that would make people laugh. At this time in our lives, racism was not the talk of the country nor had we ever witnessed the true power of social media, twitter was still fresh and we had never heard of anyone getting in trouble for posting anything on social media, it was the beginning of this social era. I was 14 years old and was ignorant to the words coming out of my mouth. As kids, we hear racist jokes all times of the day. It’s what we’re around, it’s the jokes we heard. … Teachers, Parents, and Students who have known me for many years know that this is the furthest representation of my character possible. In my own home, my entire life I have never heard a foul or judgemental word for another race ever leave my parents’ mouths. I myself have witnessed others spit racial slurs or comments and have been completely dumbfounded to the point of tears. The person I am, the person I will now be remembered as, the person who would do anything to take back the words that have hurt and offended so many has accepted the fact that when people are hurt, they want someone to be held responsible. They need someone punished. Whoa. Talk about '0 to 100'. Drake might have to rename his song. That shit was like the 'Kingda Ka' of racism. We were halfway up the mountain before I even realized we started. Now, truth be told, I don't like to retroactively attack people for their transgressions that took place years ago. We all have some skeletons in our closet. Maybe they aren't being lynched on a coat hanger like these gals, but the point remains. We all have stories about our past that we don't want to be publicly known. That's usually the driving force behind not recording said stories, but to each their own. However, when you come out and start blaming everyone but yourself for a rap which you started by saying "n*ggas, n*ggas, n*ggas, they always look at me, I wanna kill them, yeah I want to hang them from a tree" I retain the right to retract my stance on retroactive slander. I mean, that was like 5 instances of blatant racism in one bar. Might be time to hit open mic night at the KKK Klub. I would almost be impressed if I wasn't so busy cringing. I like to think of myself as a culturally diverse person. Grew up going to a elementary and middle school what were whiter than pumpkin spice lattes and Ugg boots. Went to high school and college at places that were very ethnically diverse. Heard my fair share of racism. Also saw a great deal of positive race relations. During those years, I have done and said a lot of things for a laugh. Making a 'lynching' joke was NOT one of them. Granted, I didn't grow up in Texas, where racism can be potentially as rampant as truck bed shotguns, but still. We aren't talking about a verse that included one racist line. The entire fucking freestyle had a pretty centric theme. "I hope everyone that isn't like me dies." I couldn't even listen to the whole thing. Mostly because that girl is tone death and it was terrible musicly. You want to rhyme accapella you better have bars babe. If you're going to rap nonsense and repeat yourself incessantly at least get Mustard on the beat. Regardless, in the part I heard she stopped herself twice. Once was to censor herself form saying 'dick', of all things, and the other was because she realized she was repeating 'tree' too much. Gee, I wonder what chapter they covered in American history that day? Can't say she was too unaware of the words coming out of her mouth. This girl is more oxymoronic than the 'Great Depression'. Racism wasn't the talk of the country, yet all you told were racist jokes? Did you ever look outside your bubble babygirl? Those people staring and pointing were looking at you. Brilliant damage control by the way. Blame social media. It's not called SOCIAL media or anything. Why would anyone else ever see it? Your crocodile tears of empathy when others use racial slurs seem a tad disingenuous when you said the 'N' word 146 times in a minute in a half! There are times in life when just saying sorry and throwing yourself at the mercy of the court is the only resolution. No justifications. No rationalizations. No excuses. I had to do it when I funneled Captain Morgan and ended up sleep-pissing on an unconscious couple on an air mattress and you have to do to it when your freestyle makes 'D'jango:Unchained' seem PG. That's just life sweetheart. Now let's lighten the motherfuckin' mood...
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