Hey a ballerina passed thru the 90's N is considered the goat by many. anything can happen in hip hop.
Now enjoy the piff
The difference is that the said "ballerina", through no control of his own, began living in ghetto environments where the remainder of his childhood (post ballerina) consisted of the harshness of ghetto life and his experiences in relation to/as a result of it. Meanwhile the former child actor remained relatively "successful" throughout his childhood, teens, and now adulthood. Yet, speaks on things and topics with which he has zero past life experience.
He reminds me of the college boys at today's HBCU's. Go on any HBCU campus and you'll see a bunch of barely-off-their-mama-t*ts ass squares, tatted up everywhere pants sagging, and speaking of 'past' gang affiliation from their 'former' thug lives that they lived prior to college. College affords one that opportunity, to reinvent themselves, and that's what they do. Similar to Drake.
Those of us who know better only laugh at them, dressed from head to toe in brand new gear everyday of class, because their parents have MONEY and supply them accordingly. Nothing wrong with that, but what it does reveal is that they don't come from poverty, not getting dropped off in brand new cars etc. They're nothing but a bunch of fakes, or for the sake of this thread, a bunch of Drakes.. coming straight from the good life and glorifying the thug life. The few students who really do come from a hood usually have to either walk from the greyhound station with all of their luggage to their college campus, or hop on a city bus, or if fortunate enough to have the money they'll catch a cab, or in the rare occasion such as mine have their own hoopty that they pushed from their town to college. None of that pulling up in fresh whips mommy n daddy bought you, or getting dropped off by mommy and daddy in their nice car that'll probably be yours by next semester anyway just for keeping your grades up.
And these pretty boy fakes and football dudes pose like they're so hard, standing
in front of their dorm on a COLLEGE CAMPUS, but yet be shook to death to walk even ONE block off of campus in either direction (our school was surrounded by hoods, who didn't like our school..).
From the moment I stepped foot on that campus I strolled through every hood around it(knew better than to drive #hoodlogic) and gathered my weed men I'd need(smoked at the time). I had ZERO problems. Why? Because I came from that. Coming from west Philly to a southern hood was laughable to me in the first place. I was walking around their hoods like I ran them and at anytime of night (foolishly I later realized) too! But my point is I never had a problem.. because I came from that, I blended right in. These douche-c*nt pretend thugs would stick out like sore thumbs, fresh from head to toe with big girly earrings in their ears and cliché riddled tattoos everywhere looking like a wanna be heavy metal rocker.
That's the difference between Pac and Drake. Pac actually lived it, regardless of his childhood 'endeavor'.
Pac could walk around the surrounding hoods of his HBCU, while Drake would've had to play thug in front of the dorms and the student union.
could you imagine a diss song bein on top 10 countdowns n shyt nowa days??
This nikka would have been a joke in 90's R&B
