It would take something this ass foolish to get me back to blogging. Please see video below. Don’t worry. I’ll wait…
What in the extra coontastic hell?!?!
Son, there are far too many things wrong with this video.
In case you ain’t heard Soulja Coon, we are in a recession. And you are 13 years old. And you have no discernible talent to last you in this music game once you and your fans grow up and realize that the word ‘swag’ is deader than Elvis and therefore should not ever be turned on. So in the interest of your future, you should be saving that money. Because in a few years you will be hosting Tupperware parties in your mama’s basement to make ends meet and this black diamond remote controlled chain with matching bracelets will seem like a dumb ass idea.
If you have an ounce of sense in your little pea head, which I am not so sure about.
Yes, I heard he got it for free too. And I am not buying it. And even if he did, it is such a stupid and unnecessary display of tom foolery, that I simply cannot stomach it.
I thought we were beyond the 90s era of ostentatious rap?
The sad thing is, this is so very indicative of the idea of wealth building in the black community. Get a grip, or in this case, an “advance” and don’t put any of it into savings, don’t invest it. Blow it on supporting companies and people who DON’T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOU. Increase their net worth while blowing your own.
For some reason, people period, but to a far more detrimental extent black people, equate success with things. Not with longevity. Not with business accoutrement. Not with the size of their investment portfolio, but the size of their Big Ass Chain.
Get the fuck outta here.
So many complain about “The Man” and how “The System” is designed to keep us subjugated, but we are buying into our own financial demise, one gaudy ass Ed Hardy shirt at a time.
Let’s keep it 100; money is power. Not in the traditional sense that it automatically commands respect or lends relevance *cough* Paris Hilton but in that it is a means to an end. Said end could be a multitude of things based on your own personal goals, but there is no way you can amass any kind of power if every chance you get you are pissing away what little money you have on European cars you are barely old enough to drive.
I can’t stomach this particular brand of coonery another second. Not even because it is so incredibly wasteful. Mostly because it is so patently ignorant that I can’t believe that this false illusion of self worth is still bought into. Things do not make you worthy.
And for the record, neither does half ass talent and a best selling ringtone.
Things are not power. They are items…
…which can be seized by the IRS and sold at auction if/when necessary.
Obnoxiously ridiculous chains are not status symbols…
…merely just another sign that we are even more oppressed at our own hands than we accuse others of perpetuating.
They don’t make you relevant. They don’t lend you talent in the face of obvious musical ineptitude. They aren’t even cool.
Grown ass men don’t need to wear big ass chains to justify the size of their balls.
Try it sometime.