“Man, back in the 80’s everybody respected me. They killed for me, got arrested for me, robbed they mama for me, hell a lot of muthafuckas even died for me. Now all of a sudden, ya’ll tellin me I’m not the top killa in the hood no more? Fuck that, I still got hoes suckin dick to get me and niggas still dying over me. I’ll always be king…”
Strong words from a strong substance. I had the chance to interview Kerr Ack, locally known simply as Crack, and asked him how he felt about no longer being the top killing substance in the Black community. Ack, in a surprisingly laid back mood, calmly explained his plight with being the #2 or possibly #3 :
KA: It seems Black people don’t even need me to die anymore. I mean, that wasn’t my intention when I stepped on the scene, I just wanted to see new places, be inside new ppl, touch new money, you know. Aint that everyone’s dream?
Now all of a sudden, I’m just some hand over foot type of deal. Niggas still ride for me, you know, but I see what’s goin on. Black people are hauling off and killin each other! I’m chillin on my glass couch you know, me and my lady and even SHE was crying after a couple news stories.
It was a time when I WAS the news story. Every news cast was about me, I made headlines. A couple niggas was getting robbed, gangbanged, but I was getting ALL they hype. They knew bout me. Now, I walk down the street people act like I’m old news. I still got my true fam, the ones who just can’t give me up. But it just aint the same anymore.
DUB: I see but if you’re so moved, emotionally, by the deaths of these innocent people, why don’t you leave? I mean you and I both know your effect on the Black community, don’t you find it a bit odd to now be concerned of their welfare?
KA: Concerned of their welfare? FUCK THAT SHIT man I’m here to take people on the ride of their lives. That’s it. And at one time, it seemed that’s all that people needed. Man, back in the 80’s everybody respected me. They killed for me, got arrested for me, robbed they mama for me, hell a lot of muthafuckas even died for me AND cops fucked with me. Now all of a sudden, ya’ll tellin me I’m not the top killa in the hood no more? Fuck that, I still got hoes suckin dick to get me and niggas still dying over me. I’ll always be king…
DUB: I’m sure you will. Nevertheless, at the rate of senseless violence in major urban cities alone how do you see yourself getting back on top?
KA: You know I feel like, I don’t need to be on top, I just don’t wanna be forgotten. I came through and changed lives. But with me, it was gradual you know? People took they time with me then hit rock bottom…(laughs softly) get it? ROCK bottom?
DUB: Yea I get it man...
KA: Anyway, niggas getting lazy yo, just poppin each other off, where’s the fun in that? Then they startin early; gettin em at the schools, on bus stops, hoes gauging out eyeballs and shit on a Sunday morning! I had ppl who wouldn’t even come see ME on Sunday morning!
DUB: Well at this rate what does the future hold? You know, where do you see yourself in 5, 10, maybe 20 years? And most of all, do you ever see yourself becoming #1 again?
KA: Maybe, but at the same time how can anything be #1 when everyone already dead? I saw what I did to families, but at least a muhfucka had some type of chance to say no feel me? Like, fuckin with me is a choice. But ya’ll out there getting shot, that’s outta my hands.
I know one thing, I aint goin anywhere. Been here, gon be here, illegal my ass I still know cops who got my back. But I’m just gon have to get on my grind, find work elsewhere, maybe in higher places like Hollywood.
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DUB: Wow, well I must say this has been eye opening and thank you for taking the time to express your thoughts…
KA: Time? Shit I got all the time in the world. Matta fact, what you doin after this?
DUB: I’m busy. But once again, thank you Mr. Ack.
KA: Just call me Crack.
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