The fantasy of celebrity culture is not designed simply to entertain. It is designed to drain us emotionally, confuse us about our identity, blame ourselves for our predicament, condition us to chase illusions of impossible fame and happiness, and keep us from fighting back.
Fame is helluva drug… We’re braindead and hella numb, f*ck… Pain as a celebration? Same as it never was, huh?
Hell’s a kitchen, a television cooking show, I tell the children and well I wish ‘em… Look out below. / It’s stressin’ me, apologies for my grafitti but it’s all bad: a recipe from Paula Deen for diabetes / Ridalin prescripted: age of dope in the classroom, so I discipline myself so that no one else has to… / Sutures, wrapping bandages, my heart’s on the rise because the future’s in my hands like I’m Marty McFly. / S-E-N-Bei, prepped for X-Rays: transparent merit when I flex my damn brain / Mind’s adrift, this sound is barren laughter, free-for-all; My life’s a gift, I’m bout to tear the wrapping paper off. / Self-worship? Real prison. Shells murder. Meager living. It’s hell-worship… Egocentirc. We’re well-versed in hedonistic bullsh*t.
"So mandatory my elevation, my lyrics like orientation…" so you can get more familiar with the state of the nation: / Pistols… Blood lust… Guns… Aww this h*… Shuttup bruh. I’m tryna turnup ‘cause my votes turned down, and I’m tired of learning stuff ‘cause my hope’s burnt out… / The weekend’s fast approaching, I aint missin’ a beat! Good golly, “Miss Molly”… Damn her kisses are sweet! / I got my ray-bans on and I’m feelin’ hella cool tonight… (yeah); the irony is rich as f*ck: the poison brings me back to life… (yeah) / Good Lord… FML. Little girls holding on by press-on nails. Crippled world smoldering while Exxon sells… Emissions in your children just like teflon shells, ‘cause…
Okay. This wouldn’t be complete without a stare into the mirror, here’s to lookin’ at me. / At times I go critiquing, get to mumbling and such, when if you know my sillyass, I BE ON TUMBLR TOO MUCH. / Talkin’ bout oppression, sin, and conscience…crazy, while reading Op-Eds on Kim and Kanye’s baby (SMH). / Rifilin’ through the internets: A “live for now” murder, whilst liking all ya instagrams of In-N-Out Burger… / Starin’ at Rhianna’s ass while Rappers call me “broke b*tch,” glaring prima dona sass, and mirrors mixed with smoke thick. / Magical illusion of life…less. Tragic, I’ma fool for the site…web. Fashionistas cooler than ice…picks. Drastic, I’m consumed by a si(gh)…lence.
Tomorrow evening, I’m featured on a panel put on by OCA - Asian Pacific American Advocates titled “Sex and Chocolate”. I’ll be speaking on Asian Pacific American masculinity. Is free, come peep if in the city.
1. CREELFISH - PETE SAMPLES X BRENMAR X CRUEL INTENTIONS (film) X LOVE AND BASKETBALL (film) [INTRO] 2. LAPALUX - LUXURIOUS (BOOTLEG) 3. DRAKE X THE WEEKND - GOOD ONES GO (SANGO REMIX) 4. DESTINY’S CHILD - SAY MY NAME (CYRIL HAHN REMIX) 5. SOLANGE - LOSING YOU (CYRIL HAHN REMIX) 6. SOLANGE - SOME THINGS NEVER SEEM TO FUCKING WORK 7. SURKIN X FUTURE X KELLY ROLAND - NEVA END (CJ MILLI REMIX) 8. RIHANNA - RUSSIAN ROULETTE (BLACKBIRD REFIX) 9. RIHANNA - STAY (BRANCHEZ BOOTLEG) 10. TORO Y MOI X HODGY BEATS - SO MANY DETAILS (REMIX) 11. OWL EYES - CLOSURE (GIRAFFAGE REMIX) 12. KID CUDI - MARIJUANA 13. MIGUEL - DO YOU … (CASHMERE CAT REMIX) 14. DJ BOY DRAMA - BOUGHT A ZONE 15. J DILLA - COMING BACK 16. SUMMER OCCASION - YOU KNOW THAT 17. LUCY FORD OUTRO