Dear Internet Rappers,
This may be one of the hardest things I’ve had to do to you all in a while, but it must be done. As much as I’m about everyone getting as much shine as possible, the music reviewer/critic in me is tired. He is tired of seeing artists beg for spots on blogs, then getting upset when the bloggers choose to not feature them. He is tired of getting a million requests from other artists to check out their music that sounds even worse than mine. He is getting tired of the few of you spoil it for every other internet-savvy artist. And, finally, he is dead effin’ tired of dealing with sheer fuckery.
To begin, as noted, I used to primarily be a music blogger in the DMV area. Think DDotOmen, GovernmentNames, and PatIsDope on a smaller scale, even though I reviewed projects from both DDot and PID at some point. Through this venture, I got a chance to interact with a plethora of artists and learned how they worked–and what not to do from an artistic standpoint. To the humble artists, I salute you. But, to those that chose to push inferior work and call it a masterpiece, I shake my head at you. I mean, how in the hell are you going to say “yo, this is better than Drake” when it barely even stays on beat? How do you have the balls to call people out when you yourself still record in your girlfriend’s closet? How can you say that you’re a God among men, but no one outside your three-man-circle has heard of you?! I’m the biggest proponent of the philosophy of an artist being their biggest advocate. But, for the love of all that is holy, do not oversell yourself. If you lack lyrics, don’t say “my lyrics are the GOAT!” If your sound quality is muddled for no real reason (Ed. note: I have one), don’t say “yo, my production is so crisp, it shits on these industry niggas.” If Noz, Kevin Nottingham, or any of the bigger names won’t flat out call you out on it, I WILL. Why? Because someone needs to put digital and verbal hands on your Superman complex before you ruin your non-existent career even more so than you already have by being a cocky asshole.
I can’t even begin to count the times artists have asked me to check out their music and I leave the link they sent with the worst feeling ever. Not because I know I have to tell the artist “hey, this shit sucks,” but because they came to me saying it was the mixtape of the year…AND it sucks! Nowadays, every artist drops the mixtape/song/album/video/dance of the year. But, most of them don’t even have a fanbase to support those claims. Nothing pisses off bloggers–and people in general–more than a mediocre artist flooding a timeline with tweets to check out a “classic” song that no one outside of the artist, his weed carrier (whoever thought that unknowns with weed carriers was a good idea should be shot. On sight.), and maybe his “baby mama” have heard. Reach out to your followers and fans, yes. But, sometimes, you’ve got to let them advocate for you. And, when they do, let it be on THEIR OWN ACCORD! No one enjoys being coerced into doing something.
If a blogger doesn’t get back to you with a response, or rejects the work, you’ve two options, internet rapper. Either you can:
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| This rant has been Not Bad Barack-approved |

