Hardest Part About Saving Hip Hop Isn’t White Media—It’s Black Elders Repeating Lies While We Fight To Rebuild From The Ashes
The worst part of trying to reclaim Hip Hop is the constant jabs I get from elders. Not because I don’t respect them. Because I do. It’s because I can hear, in some of those jabs, the echo of a country that has spent decades teaching Black folks to look at our own genius through a white corporate lens—then call the distortion “truth.” I saw it again on LinkedIn this week when I posted about Flow Lounge in Berkeley —our weekly, social-justice rap writing contest—inviting the “professional...