ETB’s NBA Poetry Corner, Featuring Minnesota Timberwolf Rashad McCants

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ETB’s NBA Poetry Corner, Featuring Minnesota Timberwolf Rashad McCants

April 2, 2008

Who Wants to Sex Rashad McCants? As we mentioned last month, Rashad McCants’s relatively new website has all kinds of fun stuff, from the Rashad McCants Fan Club, features on his ink, scads of videos and pictures of McCants looking at you like a piece of meat and details on his soon-to-be released clothing line, YBG (Young, Black and Gifted).

Rashad McCants Photo Credit: Icon SMI

That’s all well and good, but the ETB Poetry Corner is primarily concerned with the Writings From Rashad section. He drops a new poem for us every few weeks, and an entry entitled Hustle and Cream really struck a chord with me. He starts out with some eloquent nihilism, then makes a dig on Dave Chapelle and challenges the NBA Cares program before addressing faith, the American correctional system, love and some poor girl whose boyfriend turned out to be gay.

Heady stuff.

As with most of young Mr. McCants’s poetry, anyone under the age of 18 should stop reading at this point, he doesn’t hold anything back…

Hustle and Cream

By Rashad McCants

…
We Dead inside just a hollow shell, our hearts are so cold look at dave chapelle,
evil is people with greed that shit green.
How is there loyalty when friends is switch teams
We trade stocks and shares but can’t help my hood and the NBA cares over there.
Eve should have ate that pear then maybe life would be more fair.
Gloomy days stormy nights kids watch videos instead of riding bikes.
No flying kites chilling on windy Wednesday, we need us a black men’s day,
but us Negros been blind, fuck xray, the only real celebration is your death day.
Women are trapped because that dude didn’t really seem gay,
friends fooled because friends said they would never stray.
didn’t sense the hate but friends really been fake.
Jail time got brothers really changing faith.
Thought friends had they back like bathing ape.
But god’s the only one who can change your fate.
Mistakes breed truth, souls get loose, church can’t correct false.
Imagine if you died on a cross. Minds tossed religion lost.
Believe in self and not CDs on the shelf.
Ungrateful til nothings left, love air til no more breath.
Paid feelings, your married to a picture.
Life’s regrets, should have cheated wit her sister.
No love, your hearts sink in mud, valentine let Cupid make stupid a drug.
Should have held those words when your vision was blurred,
complain at dinner about the chicken that’s burned.
Attorney wanna talk about money that’s earned.
Even Jordan gave brothers a real lesson to learn.
School days, i had class about ass.
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