Things have been too serious around here these days. We have all these in-depth discussions and cultural analyses going on, it’s time to take a break. And our most recent dose of well-executed ignorant escapism comes courtesy of Deuce Poppi and Rick Ross.
Maybe it was four years surrounded by white people in undergrad, but Hip-Hop tracks dedicated to Caucasians have a special place in my heart (I’m looking at you “White Girl” and “Party Like A Rockstar“).
It’s summertime. Time to dance. So cue up those guitar riffs over sub-Mason-Dixon Line slaps and let me party with my white friends. Read the rest of this entry »




