Dollars Make Sense.


Posted in visuals. by Jason Mekkam on November 7, 2010

“Shorty whatcha doin tonight..? I’m hollering cuz you lookin right.. You keep sayin that you wouldn’t but I know you that ya might.. I’m trying to get a chewy tonight.. Tonight.. A good night..”
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Black & Yellow.

Posted in music. by Jason Mekkam on October 11, 2010

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I’m still tripping of the fact dude says he spends 10K a month that sticky icky. Fuggin banana nuts.

Black & Yellow by Wiz Khalifa

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This Plane.

Posted in visuals. by Jason Mekkam on August 27, 2010

It’s such a shame..

..they gone miss this plane.

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Super High.

Posted in music. by Jason Mekkam on July 11, 2010

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Unintentional moment of hilarity at 2:43..

The cut from a shirtless, uber-tatted Rick Rozay to a shirtless, uber-tatted Wiz..

Shit’s like a before and way, way, way, way after commercial.

Regardless tho, I’m actually pretty school girl giddy for Teflon Don to drop.


Super High (Sativa Remix) feat. Curren$y & Wiz Khalifa by Rick Ross

Today’s Daily Math: Beats + Babes = Bitches??

Posted in truth. by Jason Mekkam on June 26, 2010

If I had a vagina I’m not sure how down with hip-hop I’d be.

Just keeping it 100.

At their most basic, many raps ideologically are nothing more than ego-driven pissing contests. Boasts set to beats. Blame the lost art of battle rapping. While the ancient practice of two dudes going at each other in fierce competition of the verbals is all but extinct, its legacy of lyrical showmanship very much remains with us.

Consequently, you’re favorite MC today feels compelled to not only speak on wax bout how dope he be, but too bout how his dopeness is exponentially superior to your dopeness. That’s how the game works he figures. Thus he throws his success in your face. Unapologetically. He lets you know. His rented Bentley is mad sexier than your preowned 94’ Nissan Altima. He stays flyin on private jets to Cancun while you taking the bus to Taco Bell.

His dick > Yo dick.

Under this mindset, hip-hop becomes a numbers game. Whoever has more, in terms of size, quantity, or excess wins. What’s a trip though is how females equate into rap’s little contest o’ numbers.


Drunk Dialing.

Posted in truth. by Jason Mekkam on June 11, 2010

I’ve decided..

I really, really, really, really, really need that new iPhone 4.

5MP camera with 5x zoom and LED flash. HD video recording. Stainless steel and glass casing. Powered by an A4 chip. And longer battery life.

Damn son. Where day do dat at?

Now if only they could come out with an app that would prevent me from sending texts at 1:39 in the morn that I later have to apologize for at 11:39 in the morn..