USED

Have you ever wondered what it really meant to be used? To have your talent benefit someone else? Most of us have a negative connotation about being used. We tend to immediately think about a time when someone took advantage of us and took something unfairly. There are a few definitions of the word 'use' which I found on the internet.

1. to take unfair advantage of; exploit: to use people to gain one's own ends.

Looking at the first definition, people have a tendency to use others for there own gain. An employer uses the employees to do the work for a meager salary, while the owner makes the real profit. In relationships, one person may use another for sex, money, or even status. Personally, I have had many friendships in which I was 'used' for having a car, or to borrow money. I have to say, sometimes people really suck.

Recently, I have been trying to get my business off the ground, "Official Media", and I have asked God to use me. I had been feeling USELESS in my church as I am no longer apart of the Youth Leadership. I had to realize that I cant do everything and I have to say no to somethings, but dont get my wrong, Im still a big support to the youth group. Boy, did God answer in a hurry. My radio podcast "Official B.O.S.S. Radio" still does not have a big audience, but some of the feedback that I have received is amazing. I have had artist come up to me and say how much they really appreciate what Im trying to do for the movement of Christian hip hop. Wow, I never expected that. Especially since I havent even reached 100 downloads.

I had a show with my friend Campain a few weeks ago, in which I got the chance to host the event. I was real nervous as the line up was with some of NY's finest artist and I was basically unknown. Im not the most comfortable person in front of a crowd, but rapping is easy because I already know the words. Hosting is different and I have to feed off the crowd and acts of the night. I prayed all day that I would do well, I looked up christian jokes to say, I even asked a friend if I could use something that he said while hosting an event. Once again, God answers prayers. I have to say that this was one of my best performances as a host of an event. I performed my songs, the other artists rocked there shows and in the end, Over 20 young people and a few adults gave there life to Christ. WOW. I had never been apart of something that saved so many lives before.

Last night, I got to perform at Heart of Worship Fellowship in Suffolk County Long Island. I was kinda nervous as I knew I would probably be the only BROWN spot in the building, and the only person performing hip hop. I was wrong on both counts. While there was actually one of each, one rapper and one brown spot, no it wasnt the same person. The Rapper was a guy who looked as though he got saved 2 weeks ago and decided to rap for God. The Brown spot was only brown in skin color, nothing else. - as in no swag at all. So the Rapper got up there with his new album and really started to minister. I was impressed, as he really wanted to save souls. He set up the tone for me to rap as he kinda broke the rap cherry of alot of the people there. Thanks for the Alley-Oop. When I stepped on stage the crowd looked more nervous than me. But by the end of my set, I had officially crossed over. They loved me, and most importantly there love for God was ever present. Pastor Mark and another man prayed with me prophicied over me. They said they see God doing amazing things with me, and that I had a heart after Gods own heart.

Here is another definition of used.

2. to avail oneself of; apply to one's own purposes: to use the facilities

I have officially been used. Used in a way to minister to others. Used in a way that trancends race, gender, and culture. Used in a way that can set others free from bondage. I am being used by God for my purpose. I have availed myself to to be used. I feel good about being used. Thank you Jesus for using me.

Finish it

What it Do fam, Sorry about the sporadic blogging and inconsistency, but its really hard for me to do this. I have been wanting to write about a few things for a few weeks but for some reason I just didn't. Who knows, maybe im just a lil too lazy, Nawwww that aint it. LOL

N-E-Way, a few weeks ago I got a chance to go to the album release party for Richie Righteous. If you haven't heard of him, he is probably the top NY Gospel Rap artist right now. He has been grinding for 10+ years, before alot of us even knew God Like that. Needless to say, his grind has paved the way for alot of us to get in and start doing our thing, including myself.

So I got to his party mad late, as in, I only got to see him perform the last song of the night :( But what I experienced in such a short time was a serious presence of God in the room. You could feel the air was thick with anointing as soon as you walked in the building. He was performing this song "I Cant Make It Without You" and the whole auditorium was with him. I literally saw every Christian Rapper in NY that I have ever met at his album release party. It was more than just a release party, it was like the beginning of a movement. I realized that this music thing is too big for any one of us to put it on our backs. There may never be a Jay-Z or 50 Cent of Gospel Rap. But there is going to be a takeover, the same way the south took over secular hip hop.

To me it was a celebration of not only Rich's Album, but all hte hard work that he and others like him, put into this ministry. A Tearing down the walls of persecution for being a Holy Hip Hop artist. Opening up of eyes and opportunity to help this movement grow. The Body of Christian Rap coming together to work as individual parts to move the whole. MC, DJ's, Radio Hosts, Producers, Management and fans. We all have a place to be. The mission and movement has begun, LETS FINISH IT.

Entrepreneur or Hustle

1st off, let me apologize for not writing on this thing for so long. I'm a rapper not a writer. Blogging is something my GF is trying to get me into. I appreciate it, but I'm still just starting.

Something that kinda bothered me....

A few weeks ago, there was a lil black boy outside my job selling candy bars. The 1st time I saw him, I ignored him of course and kept it moving. Then he kept coming around, and I decided to support him. I was thinking "I'm going to support this lil black boy." I was still hype of Obama swearing in, and I was feeling very entrepro-negro like. I was happy to see this young man trying to make an honest living and not sell drugs, or join a gang.

Well, being that I work in a predominately Caucasian area, we started to receive complaints that the lil boy was stalking the customers. My first thought was, y'all just don't want him to be here because he doesn't look like you. Then my manager went over to the store next to us and found out the boy was buying the candy from them, then would stand outside the store and sell it for more than he bought it for. HMMM, hustle or robbery. Either way he made it happen for a couple of days.

The thing that bothered me the most was that I really wanted him to succeed and be something. Be the best candy bar hustler/seller/entrepro-negro there was for his age. Then it was brought to my attention that he may have not even been a child, but an older man, closer to my age playing the part. DISAPPOINTED???? Highly. Im also mad I didn't think of that 1st LOL.