Would you like to see me perform?

Or act a fool…?

Either way…it’s going DOWN.
MORE INFO SOON.

This piece was actually called “The Good One” but I thought that a “nigga” would probably catch your eye better. What can I say? It’s a white man’s world.

Lyrics:

I’m a good nigga.

I’m a good nigga.

At least that’s what
I’ve managed to gather
From the Chelsea’s and Chandler’s
Of the world
Who thought of it
A compliment
To say
I like black people like you
Or
You’re one of the good ones

Which my Rosetta stone
For RACISM
Translated into
you’re a good nigga

Cuz yeah
I am good
And bright
And qualified
And polite
And nonviolent
A pretty good outlook on life
I smile a lot
My teeth are bright
They think I’m cute
My nose just right
Lips big enough
___ big enough
Wasup
What it do?
Is you in the mood
For taboo
I do like Chekov
And you like to check off your to do

The desire without the fear
I am trustworthy
You need diversity
Great I need a career

I’m just playing the game with the tokens given
I’m already willy wonka’s chocolate factory
Here’s your golden ticket
A fix for your fixation
Your methadone prescription
Starbuck equivalent to your fantasy addiction

Your guiltless pleasure
Your diet soda
Your fat free loaf
Your coke free crack
Your Barrack Obama
You voted for him
Didn’t even know he was black
Right?

We the element of surprise
The black white elephant in the room
The beauty in the pain
Of Ella Fitzgerald’s tunes
I naturally channel
the channel your television assumes
it suits me fine
fuck what you tailored it to
I’m the talented tenth
And a tenth of 11 percent is so few
So few (repeat)

So cool…

I’m sick of coming up with ideas and watching people who are already recognized execute them. I will not stand for this anymore. Nas, if you’re reading this, you made a great song. But it’s better with me in it. Make it happen. Plus, I deserve some credit for the collective consciousness that helped you spawn this beautiful piece of art. You know, I’m just sayin’, my shit John Blaze too!

This event was dope! If anyone follows this blog looking for shows and not my Facebook or Twitter than I’m sorry for posting so late. It was just great doing a great show in Sac with other greats from Sac (shout out to my dude Kahlil from NY, he did his thing as well!):

THE PARTY WAS DOPE TOO!!!! Pics and video soon. The takeover has begun. For now, watch how my dude David Scott breaks up (the opposite of breakdown, cuz ain’t nothing simple bout this fool right here) the city and its politics. Much love to Nate and Khiry:

In preparation for this weekend’s celebration, I thought I’d drop a classic:

Come out:

If you didn’t know me, I could imagine that this blog might make it very hard to reconcile my personality and my endeavors. On one side, you got this deeply spiritual, highly philosophical, renaissance emcee-poet-musician-actor. On the other hand, you got this outgoing, flirtatious, party promoter. Trust me, it will all make sense.

Most of the people who follow my career are not from my hometown, Sacramento. Sacramento, in fact, has a long history of not supporting their own. As I begin to rally up a following for my new album, my first mission is to bring people together: to have fun and to celebrate some of the best folks Sacramento offers.

Marcus Riley is my childhood friend. His athletic skills has taken him all the way to the NFL and throughout his journey, he has continued to rep this city. On his birthday, April 14th, I hope to commence my new movement by celebrating my favorite hometown hero. Follow us on our journey to bring Sacramento out:

We usually start the night at the Dive Bar:

The homie Amadeau makes us his special Ciroc blend that we aptly name “The Shiny Suit”:

Our goal is to take a bunch of pictures with beautiful people holding the flyer. Homegirl said she was too sweaty so she just literally held the flyer:

They weren’t as shy. I almost didn’t post this in fear of objectifying women buuuuuuuuuut…fuck it. This is sexy:

And just to prove that they willingly took the previous pic, we got another one with them holding the flyer:

We like wholesome too (lol):

Go Go dancer looked like Foxy Brown. Just as cool too:

Sacramento, come out to “Grounded” NEXT SATURDAY:

*Hometown Heroes’ “Grounded” Party info below!

My whole day revolves around this.

***(Hometown Heroes “Grounded” flyer below. Scroll down.]

Just finished listening to that Kendrick Lamar jam. Oooooooh shit. It’s definitely one of those ones. I mean I got a summer jam but I think I can honestly admit that this is better.

So cool. Fucker.

Did that thing again last night where I ran through the last couple years in my head, really wondering where the time went and if I missed my chance. It always makes sense when I play it back like that. I guess the fact of the matter is, I didn’t set myself up to further my grind. I gave up on my grind. At least, I gave up on the path that I was on and I didn’t anticipate all the other things might stop me from reaching the full potential of my grind. Just like now, I wanted to be independent and I wanted to be instantly successful and the odds just seemed against me. It’s crazy how you can go on a tangent for years. What I want to do requires sacrifice. I must remember that. I must remember that I’m not losing, I’m sacrificing. And the act of sacrificing, what separates it from losing, is that you are conscious and cooperative in the inevitability of loss. Stay conscious. Stay cooperative. Remember why you sacrifice. And gain all there is to gain from it.