I feel it all.
Anonymous said: do u identify w/ norm core?
i don’t identify with anything about new york or anything that goes on there
How I fell into Rick Ross’s pool
Easily my crowning achievement as both a human and journalist happened in September when I fell into Rick Ross’s pool. In the story and in conversations I’ve tried to explain exactly how I fell into Rick Ross’s pool but the above diagram (screencap from RICKY ROZAY BASKETBALL VLOG) probably illustrates it best.
The red shows where I walked into his moat; the blue shows where I was supposed to walk. ALSO RICK ROSS’S BACKYARD HAS POOR LIGHTING.
Erykah Badu, “Gone Baby, Don’t Be Long” (2010)
This song means a lot to me.
After the reexamination of R. Kelly’s sex crimes I’ve been thinking about when I saw Mystikal at SXSW this year. Here is what I wrote about that at the time.
Every time I tell people about seeing Mystikal, I always tell the story of Mystikal directly addressing the women in the crowd and telling them that he got tired of jerking off in prison, where he was for six years after forcing his hairdresser to have sex with him while two of his friends filmed it. They cheered wildly in response. Then he did a song where he literally becomes possessed by his dick.
I talk about it every time I talk about seeing Mystikal because it was one of the most bewildering things I’ve ever seen at a concert. I didn’t know what to think of it at the time. I don’t really know what to think of it now. I have also told everyone that it was the best show I’ve seen in a couple of years.
Snootie WIld, “Yayo” (2013)
This is for people that like grittier Future tracks (like “Chosen One”) or wish every single French Montana song sounded like “Ain’t Worried Bout Nothin.” The verses have this incredible, super distinctive loopy flow.
(The version of this being pushed to radio has Yo Gotti on it, but the original is better.)