I love music that disproves the currently prevailing theory that all black folks know how to do musically is either rhyme about thuggin’ or sing slow booty jams. Not that there’s anything wrong with either of those things per se-but I prefer my music to have a little more substance while still being palatable. Which is why when it comes to rhymin’: Jigga? Yes. Gucci Mane or Rick Ross? No. Maxwell? Yes. Trey Songz…he’s getting there, but not quite yet. […]