joy is not made to be a crumb

I hate how every time somebody makes an acoustic cover of a rap song, y'all be in the comments like "Wait guys, why are the lyrics actually kinda deep?" Duh! Of course the lyrics are deep. The problem is, some of y'all have a bias so deeply entrenched that you can't possibly fathom the fact that Black music can be deep, can be introspective, can be intellectual. Y'all turn on Vaughn and Durk and YoungBoy thinking like, "Ay, whoopty-woo, it's just a little hood jam." No, these - Yes, yes the songs are fun, I'll admit that, but these songs are talking about real life stuff. They're talking about losing people to gun violence. They're talking about substance abuse. They're talking about growing up in poverty. But again, unfortunately, the contributions that Black people make to art in this country are so commonly disrespected and invalidated to the point where y'all only ever appreciate rap when it's made palatable. When it's turned into an acoustic cover!