we’ve all been guilty of talking about someone’s bad ass kid.
the tantrums in restaurants; sticky paws on your furniture.
we’ve all thought it:

“Get your little demon under control.”

…but let’s be clear,
there’s a difference between calling a kid a brat and crossing into dangerous territory.
one is rightful judgment and the other is pure malice.
kanye has sprinted past the line a long time ago.
that jackal is in a whole other town.
last week,
he decided to take a vicious swipe at beyoncé and jay-z’s younger kids:

…using a slur that should’ve ended his career.
he’s now got dj akademiks running PR for his downfall,
spreading the same garbage on a random podcast…

My grandmother always said,
“Bad association spoils useful habits.”

as a young fox,
i rolled my eyes because i was desperate to belong.
as a grown fox with many experiences of betrayal under his fur?
it turns out that Gran was right.
enter the jay and diddy alleged debacle…

When I saw Jaguar Wright on Piers Morgan,
I had only one word: Wow.

….and not the good kind of “wow”.
i mean, 
how did this mentally unstable she-jackal manage to land herself on prime time?
she’s got a dedicated stans because she crashed back into the industry guns blazing,
throwing accusations at every artist she can think of.
her favorite targets?
jay-z,
of course.
jaguar’s been on a warpath,
claiming she’s got serious dirt on the carters.
when she went on piers morgan,
she went full throttle with accusations.

jay and bey,
the masters of keeping cool under pressure,
have finally had enough…

so a lot of nonsense happened at the grammys last night.
some things i cared about; other things are whatever.
i love bey and jay,
been riding with them for a long time and attended some of their concerts,
but what jay said on the grammys stage last night…

imagine being beyonce and jay z’s kid?
the world is literally your oyster.
unfortunately,
it gets you the harshest criticism as well.
i’m sure many a celeb kid has felt the hate from randoms.
i loved this moment of blue ivy carter and her dad at the nba finals last night…

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my cousin hybrid said it was “noise with a bass line”.
the foxhole was split down the middle.
some liked it; others gave it a hard pass.
when someone told me it was on spotify today,
but under “the carters”,
i said i’d give it a listen.
i wasn’t with the tidal shits.
so i listened to “everything is love”.
twice.
lunch break and on the way home.
foxhole…
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