Contributor Amariah S Tyler

There has been a lot of recent anger and backlash over Def Jam rapper and former correctional officer, Rick Ross’ verse on rapper Rocko (or singer Monica’s children’s father) single, “UOENO” (You Don’t Even Know It). In the song, the rapper talks about slipping molly (the latest drug trend reference in rap) into an unsuspecting woman’s drink and raping her in her unconscious state.

“Put a molly all in her champagne/ she ain’t even know it/ I took her home and I enjoyed that/she ain’t even know it.”

Shocking? Yes. Surprising? No. Much like Lil Wayne’s highly offensive Emmett Till reference on a few months ago, and Too $hort’s sickening advice to young males on how to assault female classmates in XXL last year, this incident will probably be forgotten within a few weeks. Right now people are in an uproar now about Ross’ remarks concerning date rape, and they have every right to be. It was thoughtless, insensitive, and something that should not be laughed about or made a mockery of, regardless if it’s in a song or not.  But what about when this news fades?

Reportedly, 1 in 5 women are have been sexually assaulted in the U.S. alone. And those are just what have been reported. Fifty-four percent go unreported. Rape occurs in our neighborhoods, military, on college campuses, and even within families. Rape should not be accepted, tolerated, or disregarded. Every two minutes, someone in the U.S. is sexually assaulted. Every two minutes! Now that’s something to be outraged about!

But just how mad are you, really? Are you angry enough to stop financially supporting these misogynistic artists that these labels knowingly force down on your and your children every day? Are you willing to protest/boycott radio stations not to play any of Officer Ricky’s records? Are you willing to put down your Wing Stop 10-piece long enough to write a letter to Def Jam CEO, Joie Manda, voicing your grievances of their lack of consciousness and accountability that is so prevalent in many of their artists and music? How mad are you?

Or maybe you will, like many others, you will furiously tweet your outrage, possibly comment or “Like” an article on Facebook about it, and then forget all about it once the popular trending topic fades. Unless it has that cute little hashtag in front of it, or many of the issues in our communities go or abroad sadly unnoticed (i.e. Trayvon Martin, Sean Bell, Troy Davis, Haiti, or the infamous KONY2012). Or maybe you’ll be one of the ones who will excuse this latest stunt as “just entertainment” or “only music” or even better, “the beat sounds good though.”

This article is not just for you, but for me as well. I am tired of these artists and/or made up characters disintegrating a genre of music and culture that used to be the voice for the struggles and triumphs of our communities. Hip Hop has now been reduced to molly lyrics, all gold everything, bandz, women bashing and whatever other asinine gimmicks that these greedy labels can capitalize on. It’s time to start holding these label executives, radio stations, publications, media and artists accountable for the music and imagery they authenticate. Rick Ross is not the first rapper to verbalize insolent lyrics towards women, nor will he be the last. We must demand more from labels, artists, and even ourselves with our words and our actions. I’m mad enough to do it. How about you?

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