The other day I was listening to The Notorious B.I.G., like I typically do on those lazy Monday afternoons, and I started noticing something in his music that I never have before. The song was “Juicy” from his debut album “Ready To Die.” I have always loved his phat beats under his illustrious flow but I never looked far past that. As I listened to his lyrics I realized that Biggie and I have very similar lifestyles. Not even just that, but we seem to have nearly exactly the same life experiences. This got me to thinking. Are Biggie Smalls and I the same person?
Biggie opens the track with some shout outs (something that I LOVE to do). He says the song is dedicated to teacher’s who said he would never amount to nothing. I can relate to this. I’ve had a couple times in college where I have gotten C’s on a paper and the professor would point out the flaws in their comments. It was basically like telling me I would never amount to anything. He think gives another shout out to the people who lived in the houses he hustled in front of. These people also called the police on him when all he was doing was trying to make money to feed his daughter. That line gives me goosebumps because it’s so similar to my life. Last summer I worked a job street canvassing for the ASPCA, trying to get people to donate money on the streets. People would be so cruel to me and sometimes store security would tell me to go somewhere else. I was just trying to feed myself and save poor, defenseless puppies! Just like Biggie!
It was all a dream
I used to read Word Up magazine
Salt’n’Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin’ pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape rock ’til my tape popped
Biggie then goes into this rhymes with the famous introduction “It was all a dream, I used to read What Up magazine.” Interesting, because I WANT TO WRITE FOR A MAGAZINE SOMEDAY AND BIGGIE READ MAGAZINES. Also, it should be noted that I also hang pictures on my wall. I also like to listen to rap on Saturdays.
Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
I’m blowin’ up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number same hood
It’s all good
This blog is explicit evidence that I have also blown up. Also, I’ve had the same number since I was 13 years old. It’s all good.
Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man I couldn’t picture this
I had a Sega Genesis. My step brother had a Super Nintendo. I remember when our parents got married I came to the realization that we were going to have both of these systems. I thought, “Man, I couldn’t picture this!”
No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sip champagne when we thirst-ay
Sometimes during the holiday season I think that we have MISSED the Christmas meaning. Also, I drank a glass of champagne on New Year’s Eve. I was thirst-ay. Really, it is impossible to ignore the similarities. Although the only thing I can think of that really separates us is the fact that he’s East Coast and I’m West Coast…
And if you don’t know, now you know.