Tavis Smiley, born September 13, 1964, to an eighteen-year-old single mom, who later married an physically abusive man, building a family of TEN children. In May 2015, during a discussion about poverty with OReilly, Tavis mentioned that today, his NINE brothers and sisters continue to struggle.
American rapper Jeffrey “Young Thug” Williams (born August 9, 1992) grew up as one of 11 (ELEVEN) children in the projects of Atlanta.”
This is an Excerpt from YOUNG THUG’s American rap performance art he titled, “Trigger Finger.”
Oh no no, no nooo
I can’t take no hoooe
To my mama place, I can’t take no ho to my mommy place.. Plus
My trigger finger just itchin’ [x4]
My trigger finger just itch, trigger finger just itch
My trigger finger just itch, trigger finger just itch
That 40 on my waistline
I got that 40 on my waistline
So don’t play with my cause I don’t play with you
Out my respect I’ll come lay with you if that’s okay with you
Choppers, AK’s, Hand Grenades We take that kill shit no payback
But ill kill you and listen close no mistake that
But we don’t play basketball, bvtch there’s no take back
And all my nivvas strapped [strapped = possess a firearm] up everyday
No cannon but you know everyday is payday
And if you ever ever ever play its gone be mayday
Take a nivva bird by my goddamn self, I don’t really need no foreplay
In a January 2011 LAWeekly interview American rapper and 2015 Grammy winner Kendrick Lamar, born in 1987, the same year songwriter Suzanne Vega wrote a song about child abuse and victim denial that was nominated for a Grammy award, he told the interviewer:
“Lamar’s parents moved from Chicago to Compton in 1984 with all of $500 in their pockets. “My mom’s one of 13 [THIRTEEN] siblings, and they all got SIX kids, and till I was 13 everybody was in Compton,” he says.”
“I’m 6 years old, seein’ my uncles playing with shotguns, sellin’ dope in front of the apartment. My moms and pops never said nothing, ’cause they were young and living wild, too. I got about 15 stories like ‘Average Joe.'”
Knowing she was introducing children into the same depressed, struggling environment she was raised and nurtured in, Baltimore single-mom and grandmother Toya Graham built a family of SIX children, one of whom was observed acting with depraved indifference for human life toward people trying to protect peaceful people in Ms. Graham’s community.
I spent nearly twelve years providing police services to a Rap Hip Hop influenced Brooklyn, NY community, most all my civilian co-workers were competent, responsible loving moms, most all lived in this community.
Sadly these caring moms, their families and peaceful neighbors were potential victims of harmful anti-social acts committed by depressed, frustrated, unpredictable angry teens and adults, who as children were emotionally abused, neglected and/or maltreated by MANY immature teen and young moms living in this community. Moms who irresponsibly built small or large families before acquiring life experiences, practical skills, PATIENCE, and the means to independently provide for their children.
A question or observation I often heard in this community, “Do you see how she is raising that child?”
I am not a hater, I was a toddler when Motown music was in its infancy, Motown and me grew up together. Motown musicians wrote and composed awesome music celebrating life, love, peace and unity. I ‘felt’ their music, and danced to their music, celebrating life right along with these talented musicians, their producers and their millions of admirers around our tiny blue orb.
As far as this young developing American suburban kid was concerned, black people were okay in my book. As I matured I was happy to learn the human ignorance of our past was being addressed and laws were being written to educate and protect ALL my American neighbors from human ignorance.
Understandably, some people harmed by racism took advantage of well intentioned social programs that resulted in them building small or large families they could not possibly expect to thrive and survive when considering their lack of skills and the nature of the communities they birthed their children in.
This is very short, non-inclusive list of children born to depressed people who, I am sorry to say, failed their children, causing their kids to mature into teens and adults who rap/write about committing harmful anti-social activities against their peaceful neighbors.
Early victims of emotional child abuse, neglect and or maltreatment:
Tupac Amaru Shakur (born Lesane Parish Crooks; June 16, 1971 – September 13, 1996)
Curtis ’50 Cent’ James Jackson III (born July 6, 1975)
Shawn “Jay Z” Carter (born December 4, 1969)
Christopher George Latore Wallace (May 21, 1972 – March 9, 1997), better known by his stage names The Notorious B.I.G., Biggie or Biggie Smalls,
Jonathan “Lil Jon” Smith (born January 17, 1971)
Christopher “Ludacris” Brian Bridges (born September 11, 1977)
Calvin “Snoop Dogg” Cordozar Broadus Jr.(born October 20, 1971) Snoop Dogg
O’Shea “Ice Cube” Jackson, Sr. (born June 15, 1969)
Jeffrey “Ja Rule” Atkins (born February 29, 1976) Hollis
*note: I spent years personally witnessing the emotional and physical damage Shawn ‘Jay Z’ Carte raps/writes about causing to peaceful people living and working in his Brooklyn, NY Marcy Houses community, and the surrounding neighborhoods.
I believe these men…
James “Jimmy” Iovine (born March 11, 1953)
Marion “Suge” Knight, Jr. (born April 19, 1965)
Sean “Puff Daddy”, “Diddy”, “P. Diddy” John Combs (born November 4, 1969)
…are responsible for exploiting victims of child abuse by encouraging victims to write about, for monetary profit and notoriety, their self harming and community harming life experiences. Not one of these rap producers have a vested interest in getting help for their performers who obviously are among the most emotionally damaged people in America.
These men as well as many other adults, including rap hip hop lyricists and producers Shawn ‘Jay Z’ Carter and Kanye Omari West (born June 8, 1977), are promoting the emotional and physical harm that rappers write about causing to peaceful struggling and working people >>> for the sole purpose of lining their own pockets with cash that many clueless Americans offer them.
Sadly, today’s young people across or globe are growing up listening to many of my Motown friend’s children and grandchildren writing lyrics that demean women, essentially characterizing their moms, sisters, grandmas and daughters as ‘witches and bhores,” or in other words, relating their beliefs that females are subhuman people undeserving of respect.
I was fortunate to witness a period of American history when our society actively moved to eradicate the disrespect my Motown friends and generations of their emotionally damaged American predecessors endured.
Sadly as I continued maturing, learning and evolving as an individual human being, I witnessed a new form of disrespect developing in our society for my Motown friends …
This new form of disrespect for black Americans was coming from their children…children who as they matured and evolved, realized their moms and/or dads made poor choices by introducing them to a life of struggle and hardship, depriving them, their siblings, neighborhood friends and elementary or junior high school classmates of experiencing the safe, mostly happy life many other American children were enjoying.
Frankly, I witnessed countless innocent kids being subjected to some horrific emotional and/or physical abuse by their immature single-mothers. When I place myself in these kid’s shoes, I can imagine I would be just as angry for being deprived of a safe, some-what happy childhood.
This is my theory for why many of my Motown friend’s children and grandchildren write lyrics demeaning their moms, sisters, grandmas and daughters. If you have another I would look forward to reading it.
In a 2011 LAWeekly interview, rapper Kendrick Lamar has shared with our world his personal experiences with child abuse and his genuine observations about who is perpetuating poverty that results in children being deprived of experiencing a safe consistent life.
Thanks to Kendrick, himself a victim of child abuse/maltreatment, there is no point to offering MY theory for why child abuse leads to kids growing up depressed, lacking or willfully disregarding the compassion and empathy they are being taught to embrace by their school teachers.
There is no point to offering MY theory about who is primarily responsible for creating/driving today’s poverty that often irreversibly harms many of our American children who develop into depressed teens and adults.
There is no point to offering MY theory for why many children and adults are in denial about the child abuse they experienced and try to cope with into and throughout their adult lives.
Though In 1987, the same year emotionally depressed 2015 Grammy winner Kendrick Lamar was born, songwriter and Grammy nominee Suzanne Vega wrote a song about child abuse, offering her theory that many child-victims of abuse will not admit they were abused, nor will abuse victims identify their abusers.
“Yes I think I’m okay
I walked into the door again
Well, if you ask that’s what I’ll say
And it’s not your business anyway”
Unlike Kendrick Lamar, very few of us are willing to take a critical look, openly acknowledging the shortcomings or the poor choices made by the people who gave us life.
Knowing he developed a fondness for alcohol while serving in Korea as a young mechanic, my mom married my dad when he returned home. Fortunately dad was a peaceful, functional liquid drug addict, a hard working good provider for mom, sis and me.
Until he cheated, which resulted in a Mexican sanctioned divorce and three of us asking government welfare people to help us while mom recovered from the nervous breakdown she experienced after the trauma my dad caused her.
After their divorce, most all of my parent’s friends followed the same divorce path, dropping like flies…one morning I woke up at 3AM listening to my seemingly loving neighbors, verbally battling loud enough to wake me. After mom was forced to sell our home, repaying the welfare people and thanking them for their help, I learned from a former neighbor that my 3AM battling next-door neighbors experienced a contentious divorce.
Seems to me there are generations of young people from all communities across our nation who yesterday and today continue making poor choices that ultimately harm many of our nation’s children.
Do I resent my mom for marrying a man who abused a harmful drug? Considering the popularity of alcohol at the time my folks got hitched, I can understand mom not realizing how harmful alcohol is. In my opinion, despite making a poor choice in selecting a life partner to build her family with, my mom did her best for sis and me. Including forbidding us to befriend children in the neighborhood whose parents were doing a poor job of raising their kids.
Fortunately, there were only a few irresponsible parents in our neighborhood who allowed their children to run wild. About fifteen homes away from our front door, a liquid drug loving NYC cop religiously built a family of TEN children who experienced very little, if any discipline. Most all the kids were disruptive, a constant source of trouble in our schools.
This one family was responsible for causing most all the emotional and physical trauma in our middle-class suburban neighborhood. In the early 70s two of his older boys were arrested for possessing heroin. Lovely family.
While I may not resent my mom for the poor choice she made by falling in love with and marrying a drug abusing life-mate, there are many kids who do resent their moms for the choices they made…choices that cause them to experience unimaginable turmoil and frustrations that eventually needs to be released.
Baltimore teen Michael Graham-Singleton, his friends and classmates were video recorded venting their pent-up anger, frustration and outrage at one group of authority people their depressed moms, “wild” dads, depressed neighbors and ignorant or self-absorbed community leaders are conditioning them to believe are responsible for their hardships and struggle.
I give Kendrick Lamar much credit for boldly identifying who caused his depression. More victims of child abuse need to speak up and allow their voices that were stifled and ignored when youngsters, to be clearly heard now that they are adults.
Sadly, too many people with credible public influence, experience fame and bankable riches from hiding or ignoring the truths about the most horrific black on black crime no one wants to address:
Maternal apathy and child abuse.
Any thoughts, criticisms or possible solutions for greatly reducing the child abuse and/or Cognitive Dissonance many Americans rappers directly or indirectly rap/write about personally experiencing or witnessing their siblings, neighborhood friends and classmates have to cope with as they try to listen to their elementary school teachers, focused on developing into peaceful, thriving, somewhat content American citizens with a potential for accomplishing much more…or simply finding employment they like and raising a family of peaceful children who continue the cycle of happy human beings enjoying all the wonders our physical world offers us?