Forget his comments concerning white rappers and shirts that look a bit like skirts in hip hop, let's all take a moment to marvel at Lord Jamar's pronounced fear of an ass-based conspiracy to encourage gradual acceptance of homosexual sex.
As Mrs. Big L is a Yay Area native there is no shortage of weird rap in steady rotation at our place. This does mean that I'm exposed to an unusual amount Andre Nickatina, which is not a bad thing. It also means that I get to hear North Bay shit that I personally would never otherwise stumble across. B-Legit clearly won't be unfamiliar to anybody but I urge you all to check Ocky Ocky out.