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Memo to the Bawse ...
Lay off rhymes about Gangster Disciples, rape, Trayvon Martin, and most every serious sociopolitical subject.
Yes, big homie, you've got that deep, syrupy voice. And a smooth, supremely confident flow. And a way with vaguely meaningful gansta-life metaphors. But you definitely lack the nuance and care needed to navigate touchy topics.
Just take a look at this latest clumsy, cringe-inducing line, "Trayvon Martin, I'm never missing my target," unveiled to the world yesterday on the second anniversary of the Miami Gardens teen's death.