Jerrell Wants You To Have A DREAM S.O.D.A. On Him (Excerpt)

(via HeatCasters)

I first found out about Jerrell Johnson in the fall of 2009, and I’ve been a fan and supporter ever since. (Throwback: LoveBaby’s Top 10 Life-Changing Mixtapes) Jerrell’s music transcends genres, knocks down barriers, and erases lines. I wouldn’t hesitate to share his music with anyone because that’s how versatile, relatable, and creative it is. Green Screen, Peanut Butter & Jealousy, True Colors, and now DREAM SODA aren’t just albums or mixtapes, they’re soundtracks for us average citizens who are too busy searching for answers to spend time and money watching thrones. Not only is Jerrell the people’s rapper, but he is also in a small class of artists that knows how to see a concept through from start to finish. Every word, note, and sound in DREAM SODA allows the listener to peak into the realm of thought where this beautiful work of art was created. Thus, in order to have the full experience, one must allot the necessary time to listen from start to finish.


If You Are A Christian, This Music Will Piss You Off.

Warning: The following music is ratchet in nature and not suitable for immature audiences. Listener discretion is advised.

I was at my cousin’s graduation party, on a Sunday of all days, when I heard the above song for the first time. Of course, most people are just dancing to the music without listening to the lyrics, including my family members whom I know would’ve had a fit if they knew what they were saying. Just in case you were hypnotized by the music yourself, I took the liberty of typing out the most shocking portions of the song for your convenience:

We make it light up like a church (Preach)
She wanna f**k and I say church (Preach)
Do Liv on Sunday like a church (Preach)


Bottle after bottle, drink until I overdose
Pull up in the Phantom watch them b***hes catch the Holy Ghost

0_o ….

Devil in a dress but if she knock I let her in
And if she knock I let her in

I have her wet by 12 o’ clock, then 3 o’ clock she wet again
I’m screaming Oh Lord, that p*ssy good, that p*ssy good

-_- …

I think y’all get the point.

“Amen”, which first appeared on Meek Mill’s Dreamchasers 2 mixtape, was later mastered for better sound quality. (Update: He recently performed the song at Hot 97’s Summer Jam.) Thus, I wouldn’t be the least bit surprised if it received the full single treatment with radio placement and a video to go with it. Whether or not this song is a hit musically makes no difference. The hook is catchy and the lyrics are controversial enough to generate its own buzz. That’s all a song needs these days to stay in rotation. Thus, get ready to hear “Amen” everywhere you go for the rest of the summer.

As a Christian, there are several reasons to be upset about a song like this and I’m sure the music video will give several more. But before we go on a rebuking crusade, let’s really think about this. Who is actually being harmed by these reckless words? Jesus? The man was spit on, mocked, beaten, and falsely accused all before being crucified and pierced in the side. Would someone who endured all those things be worried about a silly rap song? What about the church? Everything that we stand for is being made into a joke and falsely applied. Well, if “Amen” gets your blood boiling, “The Gospel” might give you a heart attack:

Why am I writing this post, to piss people off? Yes, sort of… but for a greater purpose. Church, it’s time that we understand something. “Amen”, “The Gospel”, and any other blasphemous song should be the least of our concerns. After all, despite the incessant debating and bickering on these blogs, music really isn’t that important. That’s right people! In fact, I want you to read the following words aloud: IT’S ONLY MUSIC. How did that feel? Was your stomach doing the tootsie roll as you said it (aging myself)? Yes, music is very influential on society as a whole, but only because we’ve given it so much power. When you stop worshipping music and start actually listening, every song holds more meaning and you feel a deeper connection to the artists.

Music is not of the devil, period. I don’t care who’s making it. Music is neutral; but our mindsets determine the effects, good or bad. It’s deeper than genres or words. After all, how many Christians stopped listening to Tonéx when he came out the closet? His old music didn’t change; but people’s mindsets regarding his lifestyle determined their response. I don’t know Meek Mill, Drake, Jeremih, or The Treated Crew personally, yet I’m far more concerned with the condition of their hearts than I am with the content of their music. Yes, I heard what they said and I’m not happy about it; but if the bible is true, those words have done far more damage to them than they’ll ever do to me. Thus, all I can do is shake my head and pray that God has mercy on their souls. The more you slander a person and drop diss rebuke tracks, the more you fuel people to keep talking and living reckless. So if you really want to show that you care, stop bashing the music and start showing godly love to the people behind it. But if all you care about is shock value and short-lived results, pop in a G Craig dvd at your next bible study.

Keep prayin’ for Meek…

How May I Help You?

Image Source: Bakersfield Waiter Service


Two weeks ago, I ended a 4-month stretch of avoiding Christians on Sunday mornings by visiting a new church. A combination of factors, including depression, anxiety and pride, kept me at home Sunday after Sunday. Well, I finally broke my cycle by visiting a small church plant that my former youth director co-pastors. Although I enjoyed my worship experience, I didn’t feel any better being there than I would have felt staying in bed streaming a service online. Also, the very thing I feared would happen by going there DID happen: I was singled out and given special treatment with the hope that I would eagerly join. I mean, this is my first visit and we haven’t spoken in years, but you’re already trying to put me to work in youth ministry? This is exactly how bad people end up in high places while those with untapped gifts grow bitter and hopeless.

Although I wasn’t too happy with my immediate recruitment, that wasn’t my main issue with the visit. In general, I didn’t leave with what I expected to get. After the service, I scrambled to make it to my former stand-in church and made it there in time for the sermon. I didn’t get to see or speak to anyone I knew, so it was sort of a “drive-by” visit. The sermon was rather blasé, which I expected because it usually is. I only stayed at that church as long as I did because of the nice people I met there. While contemplating visiting another church this Sunday, and actually making plans to do so, I was halted by a grave realization. With much ease, I was turning into one of those people. By those I mean professional church patrons, who hop from place to place depending on their taste or mood. Searching Google Maps for directions made me feel like I was making reservations to try out a new restaurant hoping the positive reviews were true.

I had a divine revelation, a moment where I came to the realization that I was off course. Churches are not restaurants and services are not dining experiences. Many people use the phrase, “I’m going to church to get fed”, boisterously as if that’s an appropriate angle to have. No one, except a person who has yet to receive the gospel, should come to church hungry, place their napkins on their laps, pray over their meal, and dig in. Every believer should come into fellowship with other believers expecting to serve rather than be served. We are the waiting staff, each one of us, so let’s not grow accustomed to only coming to “get ours”. I understand that sometimes we need to receive, so in those situations, think of church as a first date. One of the common rules of dating is to never show up to a restaurant starving. Always eat a light meal beforehand so the focus remains on your date instead of your plate. The equivalent to this rule in the context of church is to spend some time in devotion (e.g. bible, prayer, worship, meditation) in preparation for every gathering. Even if it’s just a few minutes, those few minutes can make a huge difference. In fact, I need to resume putting this rule into practice — especially in this season of trying to find a church home.

Rather than walk into every new situation asking, “What are your specials for today?” I need to instead go in asking, “How may I help you?” Christ, though a perpetual visitor, had the heart of a servant. He knew the power living inside of him was far superior to anything his hosts could offer him. For this reason, he embraced anyone who was sincere with him. “Greater is he that is in me” than any expectation, need, or desire that I have to be fulfilled. No church is perfect. No gathering of believers is complete. The body will never be whole until it is truly one; each of us has a unique dish to bring to the table. Serve whatever the Lord has placed inside of your hands with a glad heart without expecting a good tip. Knowing your manager is pleased and your patrons are satisfied should be enough for any servant of the Lord.

This song can be found on the Church Clothes mixtape at

Not Another Church Clothes Review…Really, It Isn’t!


Thursday, May 10th, 2012 will go down in history as being one of the most important days in Christian Hip-Hop, and more specifically, in Lecrae Moore’s career. While I must say, I enjoyed 10 out the 18 songs (not bad), the music is not what made that day monumental for me. In fact, several of my peers have asked me to write a review on Church Clothes, and I nearly obliged. But, perhaps against my better judgment, I have chosen not to do so.  Aside from a few tweets here and there, you won’t get many words from me about the mixtape. However, I am excited for those who had an opportunity to work on the project and experience the fruits of their labor. Glory to God and blessings to all of them!

At this point, you might be wondering why I even took the time to dedicate an entire paragraph to something I won’t be writing about. Well, I have good reason. I like to give credit where credit is due, and if it wasn’t for Church Clothes, I wouldn’t have received the inspiration for this post. You see, amongst all the “Praise God!” “Hallelujah!” and “Jesus is Lord!” comments was this little gem, and I was so moved by it, that I took a screen shot: Continue reading

Editorial: A Pain That Won’t Disappear

A few weeks ago, while scrolling through 2DopeBoyz, I came across this song by aDDLib called “Disappear”. Immediately, I felt a connection to the song because of the message. It felt like he took a page from my mental diary (I don’t do journals) and changed a few words so they’d fit a song structure. There was one line in particular that stuck out to me as soon as I heard it; and that line, among other things, was the inspiration for this editorial. After much contemplation, I’ve decided to share some of the lessons I’ve learned from battling depression for eleven years.

When I found out about the recent passing of DJ Primo, my heart was deeply burdened. Although I wasn’t too familiar with his work and ministry, unfortunately, I’m all too familiar with the cause of his death. Whenever I hear about someone committing suicide, something inside of me feels grateful and guilty that it wasn’t me. That’s why I now feel compelled to speak/write candidly about my depression. Continue reading

NEW Editorial: The Ugly Side of God

Have you ever met an atheist who hated God and anyone who believes in Him? Seems paradoxical doesn’t it? Well, such people do exist — in droves. And out of all the religions and gods they hate, Christianity seems to bear the brunt of it. These antitheists, because I can’t call them atheists, are the first ones to leave comments on any news story involving Christians. The headline could read, “Minister Pulls Elderly Woman from Burning Building”, and at least half of the comments will say something to the effect of, “God isn’t real. F*** religion!” What does saving a life have to do with engaging in coitus with religion? I haven’t a clue, but anger is often illogical.

Continue reading

Remembering Whitney Houston: The Smile, The Voice, The Legend

Although I’m currently taking a break from blogging, I would be remiss if I didn’t come back and pay tribute to one of the greatest voices of our time– of all time. Some of my fondest childhood memories are of my mother and I dancing around the house to The Preacher’s Wife soundtrack (“Step by Step” was our favorite). More moving than her impeccable range was the sincerity with which she sang every note. Sis could belt out a ballad and climb through the scales with only the slightest effort. But it seems, these days, that we can’t talk about her talent without discussing her trials. There’s no denying that Whitney Houston had her share of problems, but that’s part of the package that comes with being alive and being human.

I can’t imagine having the highs and lows of my life play out in the press, but that’s the cross that one must bear with fame and (mis)fortune. Those who shine brightly can only do so when surrounded by darkness. Well, I refuse to have my memories dimmed by negative people. Whitney Houston is a legend and she will be remembered for her beautiful smile and unmatched  talent. My thoughts and prayers go out to her family and friends at this time — especially her daughter. While others dwell on the bad, let’s take some time out to reflect on the good.

We will always love you!

Enjoy your sweet rest.

P.S. – I would LOVE it if they brought out Cece for a tribute!