Usher featured in W Magazine’s latest issue, which is a celebration of the many meaning of “family” in the modern world.
Usher on his boys:
“When you put the passion between a man and a woman up against having children, it doesn’t hold a candle. I’ve never known passion like what my children have helped me feel,” says divorced dad Usher Raymond IV, who shares custody of sons Usher V and Naviyd with ex-wife Tameka Foster. Of course, there are more practical considerations. “Mine was a little more of a rock star’s world before. When you have to childproof your house, everything changes—your furniture selection, your car selection,” he explains. “You become a lot more conscious, or at least I did.”
With Nicki’s debut Pink Friday arriving next Monday, The Wall Street Journal took a look at the rapper’s upbringing in Queens and conquest to rule the world.
“Hip hop to me is so much more than New York and L.A., or one place or one borough or one city,” said the rapper, who was born in Trinidad and grew up in Jamaica, Queens. “I mean, I love being from New York—I’m from Queens, and that’s where I represent. But to me, hip-hop culture is a state of mind.”
“Everyone has inspired me,” she said. “When I was little [and] I was watching videos, I didn’t know where Monie Love was from; or where Slick Rick was from. I didn’t know Salt-N-Pepa were from Queens until later in my life. I don’t compare myself to any other New York female emcees.”
This experience is truly a pain I have never felt before and that’s saying a lot for a n1gga who’s been down locked up as many times as I have. I see this as a real ass whoopin’. The kind you don’t just go back outside to play afterwards. You take ya ass to bed and don’t come out of your room until it’s time to go to school. I don’ t know what effect this will have on my life moving forward but I’m certainly sick and mother f*cking tired of going to jail, juve, prison, the pen, correctional facilities or whatever else you want to call it. I’d have been better off doing a 5-10 year bid one time than going in time and time again for days, weeks and months for the last 15 years of my life. Even though it’s been a long road, I’m still standing, barely but nevertheless still standing. At one time I thought my motivation for continuing was for my fans, my partna Philant, my pops, my grandmama, even for the haters or the people I let down. But nah… I got to do this shit for me!!! I’ll be God damned if I’ve come all this way and made it through so much hell to let it go down like this! F*ck that! If an hour in the dark is worth a second in the sun then pass me my mother f*ckin’ shades cause I’m ready to cash my darkest hours in…ASAP!!! A lot of folks had fathers or father figures in the house to raise them into manhood. I’m not trying to make any excuses for my situation but my father was a hustler that lived in New York. My uncle was a local big time dope boy turned 10 year federal inmate. My mother and grandparents did the best they could but I found my manhood in the trap and in prison systems. But I found it. And nan one of mine will ever have to feel the cold tight grip of a handcuff or grace the presence of a jail cell if I can help it. Over my dead body! So if you can’t respect that you ain’t rocking with my movement then Fuck you dog! I know a bunch of mother f*ckers who are…..
- Love KING