Once there was a white rapper, and he was... at best average. His schtick quickly got old and he wore out his welcome. He started following the wrong crowd and became an old, fat drunk uncle at his own bar. Sad.
The moral of the story:
Stay in school. Don't become a Kid Rock.
My people tried to get me to do The Oprah Winfrey show years ago and her people wanted me to write down 5 reasons why I loved her and her show…🏳️🌈 I said fuck that and her. End of story.