The question I’m often asked, by family, friends and close associates, in relationship to my music career, is why did I write the song, “Pull Your Pants Up”? When in fact, the culture in America (in which I’m a part of) to some extent has learned to accept and embrace this form of foolishness (wearing sagging pants revealing the underwear/buttocks). And most likely, from a monetary sense, such material would not be profitable (in a form of prosperity and financial gain). When after all, radio stations that play Hip-Hop music has clearly made a decision to air only songs that primarily embrace a format that dehumanizes society, with the over saturation of music that emphasizes the indulgence of smoking drugs, drinking alcohol, sex, and violence.
However, what was more important to me, as a Hip-Hop artist, was expressing an emotion and thought that wouldn’t leave my very existence. So, since conveying that particular message of dressing appropriately, to all that would have ears to hear, as being an authentic writer and reciter of rhythmic poetry was necessary to me; I found it my personal obligation to be true to those that would listen to my music and write the song that would hopefully end this madness of wearing pants below the buttocks.
In fact, to go a little more in-depth with this, consequently, there was a time in which I found myself incarcerated (within this crooked and perverse Judicial System that we have in America). And when imprisoned from false accusations and lies (Years later the case would be Dismissed), I noticed something very peculiar. I noticed that in my assigned living area and wherever I would go inside of that environment (whether to the Chapel for worship, to the gym for recreation, to the Law Library to assist my situation or Visitation) I would always see a multitude of young men with their pants hanging off their buttocks. It was almost like the appearance of an infection spreading like something from a zombie movie. As if one bite another, and another, and another and all become contaminated with the same disease. Almost, as if one was brainwashed into thinking that it was cool and popular (in the sense of maturity) to have their pants hanging off their buttocks… and it has spread like a ferocious disease.
So when noticing that pathetic scene, I also noticed a phrase that entered my mind and wouldn’t leave. That particular phrase was, “They got you brainwashed by the music they exhibit, and then you tatted up your body because your favorite rapper did it”. And for whatever odd reason, it just wouldn’t leave my mind. It would just linger there. It would just pop-up spontaneously and unwillingly, even at times when I’m trying to figure out, how come all of this injustice that’s clearly seen is happening to me (Yes, I’m completely aware that horrible things often happen to people, in this dispensation of age and at this periodical point in time). Nevertheless, I made a vow that when I’m victorious in my courtroom situation (in which I knew I would, based on all the evidence that supported my claim of innocence), I would record the lyrics I wrote entitled, “Pull Your Pants Up”. In which I did.
And now, for those who haven’t heard it, please feel free to not only listen to it, but purchase this Track from an authentic Hip-Hop, Hardcore Artist who doesn’t mind entertaining you and telling you the truth.
“PULL YOUR PANTS UP” WAS CONSTRUCTED WITH SONGS THAT EDUCATE, INSPIRE, ENTERTAIN, ENLIGHTEN AND BREAK SPELLS OF IGNORANCE AND FOOLISHNESS.
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