Fred G is texting his homie, Shady Grady, making last minute plans for his birthday as he places his fitted NY Yankee cap over his freshly done braids. After wipin’ down his brand new pair of kicks, he makes sure that his skinny jeans are saggin’ just right as he gets ready to hit the club. That is, right after he drops his grandkids off at the babysitter and slides by the drugstore to get his Viagra. After all, it’s not everyday that you turn 60…
More than 30 years since its birth, Hip-Hop is experiencing an early, middle-age crisis. It is increasingly hard to tell the difference between a veteran rapper who has been in the game for 20 years and one who was born in the ’90s. What Chuck D once called the “CNN of Black America” has now become, to borrow from Slick Rick, a “children’s story.”
It is time that we seriously ask the question, “Should Hip Hop have a mandatory retirement age?”
Anytime 16-year-old Diggy Simmons, is spittin’ better lyrics then grown men twice is age, something is terribly wrong.
Neely Fuller in his book, The United Independent Compensatory Code/System/Concept, wrote that a child is, “regardless of age in years, any person who is helpless in thinking, speaking, and or acting and who must depend on a man or women for help in each and every area of activity including economics, education, entertainment, labor, law, politics religion, sex and war.”
So, we are not talking about the number of candles on a birthday cake, but a level of maturity.
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