#NaptownSlim on ‘Language’
Peace in the streets and the entire world as I begin another soliloquy of chaos (RIP: GURU)…it’s that dude, the move maker, the hip shaker, never deal with a clown or a faker, your buddy, Naptown Slim back with a word about, well…’words’
I’ve been banging these words around for a long time, y’all. Some of you know my history; I been getting down for a minute. It’s really all I can remember, banging these words around and making language fonkay.
During most of my career as an artist, I went outta my way to not cuss on records. I figured it was just easier; why jack up a chance for radio play with four syllables that I could replace very easily? I don’t think it has lessened the impact of what’s there…nor do I think harsh language woulda made the song(s) any better…
That was then. This ‘NOW’.
Well, Slim done changed. A lot has changed and Slim has learned a lot. Your kids have grown up and heard worse on television…during the day. Man, I bet they’ve SAID worse..at school…during the day…and anyway, they calling me ‘Slim Barkley’ in these streets,
“I am NOT a role model.”
Your pal, Slim, had to reassess things as shit got realer for him and you KNOW I GOTTA say what’s real. Sometimes, the only way to describe a person, place, thing, or situation is with well-placed ‘colorful’ language.
It ain’t my fault that society has gotten so wild…and I’m grown. Dig, man…I told y’all, I spent YEARS shutting up and faking happy. I sat my ass in counseling to get my mind right. Part of what we concluded was the ‘Kid was holding too much stuff inside. I was basically emotionally constipated and all the shit was bad. I broke down so many things about myself in that office. I had a head full bad ideas given to me by rotten people I had to flush out. I’m thankful I had the space to do so because I believe honestly, if I didn’t I’d have offed myself.
See? Sometimes those words just work. I’m all about being economical with them joints.
And that leads to the point; Slim gon tell it. You KNOW Slim gon tell it and Slim ain’t NEVER told you otherwise. I call it like I see it. I tell it like it is, was, and WILL be, as I see it. I have no reason to hold my tongue. All that shutting up is what got me into trouble in the first place…so dig, when you hear me use words you think I wouldn’t use…know that I warned you. It’s a new day. I got something to say and sometimes, it won’t be for Junior. Put the kids to bed cuz I might hafta talk about some real shit sometimes.
In summation, I reserve the right to call bitchassness and scandalous shit out. When I refer to a dude as a ‘bitch’, there is a reason for it. If you hear me talking about a ‘hoe’, know that that word was considered and used because it is the right one for the situation. We’re all adults here. Shit. I don’t throw ANY of my words around willy-nilly…
(‘willy-nilly’ is a term we use in these Naptown streets to describe something done recklessly. Word)
See the pic? That’s symbolism. Naptown Slim got two sides, like everybody else, but I do my best to keep my head in the light. To do that, sometimes, I gotta say some ‘dark’ shit.
Peace, mufuckas. (I mean that in a good way.)
Another funky cold-blooded Naptown Slim production. It’s #ATFU.
CLICK THE PIC SO I CAN LET YOU HEAR WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU SAY “FUCK THIS SHIT.”