Please say the baby

Today is Tuesday to most of the world, but for those of us who have been listening to lollipop and a milli for the last 2 months, its the day that Lil Wayne’s long awaited Carter 3 drops.

And thus the war within begins.

You see, I like Weezy F., have been since he was rhyming on 400 Degreez about how he doesn’t curse.  Yep, remember that shit? Back in 1999, when niggas thought computers were gonna crash and the KKK was gonna shoot a gang of black people on New Year’s….but I digress.  Weezy’s explanation back then was that he wanted to be a role model….fast forward about 9 years.

Niggas are damn near a decade older, rap is more of a southern art form, if you wanna call it art, and Lil Wayne is the only Hot Boy still making records…so where is the war you ask?  I like Wayne, the kid has flow, has prescence, has charisma, shit, he damn near has it all.  But I have a problem with his message.

I was watching the Blueprint the other day on BET, and after many many gut reactions, I decided to watch Lil Wayne on said show.  And thus it began.  See, I remember the Hot Boyz used to wear flags, bandanas, whatever you choose to call em. In all different colors like a pack of skittles.  Red, yellow, blue, hell, even fatigue.  No one thought anything of it.  But now, oh now, this nigga is blood game supreme.  And therein lies my qualm; THIS NIGGA IS NO GANGSTA!!!!

The boy sir henn, naw, I don’t claim a set, claim to be gangsta, claim to be anymore than what I am…which is the top 3 flyest nigga most people know…take a second, think about it.  Think about the 3 flyest niggas out there, go ahead…..that nigga Henn is up there ain’t he? Yes sir!

But Weezy is a blood, been a blood since the first Carter release. But this is the thing, he been a damn rapper since he was 10.  Cash money been big since he was 14.  Most niggas get heavy into that gangsta shit around 16 or 17, i’m talking that murderous don’t fuck with that nigga, “you going WHERE at night? “type of gangsta shit.  But around 16 and 17, Wayne was on tour, singing Bling Bling.

Don’t get it twisted, I ain’t never respected no gang banging, set tripping ass niggas. Probably never will.  But the ONE thing i do recognize is that these niggas, these flag wearing crip/blood walking ass niggas are basically hunted by another gang simply for the colors that they adorn.  If a blood gets shot, his homies ain’t gonna go looking for the niggas who did it. NOPE! They go looking for any nigga in blue.  As a gangsta, as a thug, as a Piru or Crip or Folk, Stone, whatever you wanna call em, these niggas run the risk of everyday being their last because someone in the other set is either pissed off or simply wants to make a name for themself.

But not Wayne Carter.  This nigga has bodyguards, a slew of Yes men, and last but not least, his own little crew of niggas in red flags.  Whatever happened to the claim of studio gangstas?  If anyone fit that description, man, it has to be this nigga.  I mean, even thorough ass niggas don’t get that way till they around 16 or so, except of course, for them niggas on the wire….GODDAMN!

But for as much as the grey living, college educated, stay in my lane ass wants to say fuck lil Wayne…the nigga does make good music.  But shit, What does that say about me?

I wanna clean up the streets, I wanna keep kids in school, and I wanna keep my young brothas and sisters alive, but fuck it if a milli don’t make my factory door speakers bang as I roll through the hood where I work.  Hell, this nigga ain’t even get shot in no gangsta ass way…HE SHOT HISSELF!!!!

But the war, the war within, shit, I’m losing it already….cuz I already bought that shit lol.