and another one bites the dust. ladies and gentleman, this is Loon. yes, that Loon from that one song. the one that this ho used to pipe in a cheap apartment in Decatur, GA.
we already know Bad Boy kills careers but it seems things get so bad for some “artists” that they are forced to seek a higher purpose. ’member when Mase stopped robo-tripping (or using whatever depressant he was on in the nineties –anyone know? i want some) and became a evangelical pastor? then remember how he tried to make a come back with that “Welcome Back” bullshit, and immediately went back to preaching?
this isn’t very different, Loon channeling his inner-Muhammad, or whatever. but usually niggas have to get locked up before they start schilling bean pies for Allah. i can’t imagine working for Puffy is much better. yeah, i said it. fuck yo’ cheescake, nigga. at least Loons managed to do away with all of the agonizing involved in putting together an outfit for Diddy-bop’s annual fiesta de blanco. that is, if defectors are still invited. chill, Aubrey –i’m sure your invite got lost in the mail.
can you even begin to imagine the amount of nasty, booty-cheek laden, drug-ridden, philandering, sinful, sick kind of shit that went on in the land of the latently homosexual Sean Diddy Combs that would make a perfectly hood individual from Harlem turn into a docile man of God? sooooo much fun, right? makes me glad i’m not a muslim.
Tags: LOON, BAD BOY, islam, amir junaid muhadith, my-my, bad boy career killer
