The music industry, best rapper, babies.........

"......get out the wayyy,pretty boy comin thru. me and my crew we swaggin in the room. girls on me heavy cause I look so sexy, yellow diamond shawty in the club straight flexin.........." Soulja Boy - Pretty boy swag

These are the hits that saturate our radio streams today.  Songs that glorify your jewelry and how many girls you smashed, no matter how busted they may be.  This has become an unfortunate part of the hip hop culture, sub par lyrics on decent beats.  I remember back in early to mid 90s, you couldn't even get a record deal unless you could actually spit hot fire.  Unfortunately these aren't the 90s.  I have come to the conclusion talking to family and friends that there are 3 types of hip hop fans.  There is the modern hip hop fan, the guy that mostly listens to whatever down south artist is hot on the radio.  They are huge lil wayne fans and probably have never heard of artist such as AZ.  White girls fall into this category.  Than you have your classic hip hop fans.  They despise Weezy and keep a heavy rotation of Illmatic and all Tribe Called Quest albums.  Some even go as far as to never listen to any artist that's on the radio, only listening to underground artist.  They like Aesop Rock and J-Dilla and would probably enjoy it if Soulja Boy lost his vocal cords.  Then there is the guy that is a combination of both.  He listens to everything from underground to commercial, from popular to ish you haven't even heard of.  I represent this guy.  We are the minority.  I understand that every kind of music is made for a different purpose.  Young Jeezy is not suppose to make you think like Talib Kweli does.  Some hip is made for chill, some is made for getting hype, some has a powerful message and some is made for the club.  The culture would be alot better  if more people thought this way.  There is nothing  wrong with being a old school hip hop fan and listening to some of the new school, and visa versa.    I am probably the only guy that has Young Jeezy, Little Brother, Weezy, Ghostface, and MF Doom all on the same mix tape.  Waka Flocka!!!

Just because I like all aspects of hip hop does not mean that I listen to every artist.  Take eminem for example.  He is obviously a good rapper.  He has pretty good flow and good content when not talking about killing his wife and eating his mothers babies.  Me personally, I just don't like his voice.  Having a good voice goes a long way when it comes to the rap game.  Also, the artist must be somewhat relate-able to his target audience.  I can not relate to him.  Same goes with soulja boy.  I am not going to call him terrible, because obviously the 1 million 15 year old girls and homosexuals that purchased his album seem to like him just fine.  I am just not his target audience, and that's fine.  Get your money homie........

This brings me to oldest debate in hip hop, who is the best rapper of all time?  If you ask me it is not a question that can be answered so easily.  What defines best?  Is it records sold?  If so then it would be em, pac and 50.  Is it punchline ability? If so then you have to add Weezy to the debate.  Is it lyrical content? If so it would be really hard to bet against NAS.  This can go on and on.  In my opinion there is no best rapper, no best album, no best song.  Its all a matter of opinion.  In my opinion NAS is one of the best to ever do it, Ghostface tells the best stories, Jeezy is the best at making me want to fight and Camrom is the best at making dumb lyrics hot.  Ja Rule is also the best at being awful.

We are fast approaching week 40 of this pregnancy and still no baby.  I have discovered sooo many nasty things about women during pregnancy that if I had known prior to knocking up T-Wil I may have put on a rain suit.  Naw im jokin I love Santana.  If you are a male and are interested in procreating in the future, you may want to skip this part.  First of all mood swings are the least of my concerns.  Yes sometimes T-Wil can completely bug out over some nonsense, but its cool, I was prepared for it.  What I wasnt prepared for was the mucus plug.  Yes the mucus plug.  This is some snotty looking discharge that comes out near the end of her body preparing for labor.  Don't know what discharge is??  Well get use to hearing it because its everywhere.  Itching.  Apparently pregnant women itch.  I stare at T-Wil in disgust sometimes because she is savagely scratching herself.  Go take a shower homie.  I can continue with more weird things that happens to a pregnant women but I fear if I continue guys will be afraid to sew their royal oats.  Im going to leave you with a video of one of my favorite tracks by AZ.  Enjoy.

Offspring, what did I get myself into..........

This is my first blog.  I have no idea why I am doing this but I have been told it is relaxing.  Having my own blog will present quite the challenge for me seeing as though I can barely read.  I am sure this will be full of grammatical errors and misspellings, but please bear with me.  Who am I kidding, nobody is going to read this crap anyway.

I am about to embark on a new chapter in my life.  My wife Tiffany, whom will be referred to throughout my blog as "T-Wil", is now 39 weeks pregnant.  This has been the longest 39 weeks of my life.  I am aware of the body discomforts that T-Wil may be feeling, but I haven't gotten any work done in the past month.  I am actually typing this blog from work, that is not good.  All I can think about is when will my son be born.  BTW we decided to name him Santana Alexander Wilson, but in my blog I will be referring to him as SAW.  People ask me all the time why did I decide to name him Santana.  I did not name him after Carlos Santana, Juelz, or Santana Moss.  Too be honest I just thought the name was awesome.  Dipset all day.

All of my friends seem to be extremely excited for SAW to be born.  My friends Sean(Hu-kid) and Joe(Joey-B) are especially excited.  I have the feeling they are going to embrace SAW as one of their own, seeing as though it may be another 10 years before Hu-kid pumps out half-asian babies and Joey-B has to decide on the right women to become his future baby moma.  I am the first soldier in my unit to breed so this is kind of a big deal.

There is a saying "It takes a whole village to raise a child", and when it comes to my family and friends I have a entire coalition of the willing.  I can see the hospital nurses telling some of my friends to leave because they need to make room for actual patients.  I need all the help I can get.  In the words of my brother Darryl(D-Dub), "I aint never held a fresh baby before".  It is true.  I dont know the first thing about babies.  I almost pass out when I go to the bathroom to #2, whats going to happen when I have to change a diaper??  I'm weak.  Luckily T-Wil is pretty strong.  She is a nurse so she deals with this ish every day.  I can go on and on about how we have prepared for this baby but I suppose I should save something for next blog.  I am going to end each blog with a cool video or song.  Im sure this one is played out but this is for everyone who hasent seen it yet.  Be easy and as always: GET MONEY.