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Hassan Campbell: On Calling Black People “Savages!”
By Khalil Amani
Good morning and good evening boys & girls, menz & womenz! Today’s word is “OBFUSCATION.” Say it with me—Ob-fus-ca-tion. Obfuscation! What is obfuscation? Obfuscation is—“the action of making something obscure, unclear or unintelligible; to confuse, bewilder or stupefy.” In hood-speak, “obfuscation” is “The Godfather of Soul’s,” James Brown’s, “Talkin’ loud and ain’t sayin’ nothin’”—gum-flapping—talking out of both sides of your mouth—what the Native American refers to as a “Forked Tongue.” The saying is, “Eschew obfuscation, espouse elucidation,” which, again, in hood-speak means, “Stop talking in circles and say what the fuck you mean!”
Is there anyone more of an obfuscationist than Hassan “Aye Papi” Campbell? This guy is the worst raconteur! The worst story-teller and the worst liar! He will show you the desert and tell you it’s an ocean. Hassan is a flip-flopping extraordinaire! Hassan’s brain is like one big ol’ pot of Louisiana gumbo that’s spicy as fuck! Dig into his brain and you never know what you’re gonna get—some crab legs, shrimp, sausage, potatoes, corn—who knows? But unlike Gumbo, which tastes sooooo good, Hassan’s gumbo brain spews out the most egregious shit!
How is it that Hassan can have 120,000+ subscribers—a bunch of sycophant (brown-nosing) moderators like Derrick Williams, who once told someone, “I would love to be in on the raping of your sister”—a sociopath who actually admitted to fantasizing about raping women—who claims Hassan as his “new best friend” even though they have never physically met, because Hassan is smart enough to be unavailable when Derrick ventures to New York, yet dumb enough to allow this sexual deviant to attach himself to Hassan’s name—how is it that Hassan, with all of the real YouTube followers and gangsters he claims to have—how could he come before us and be so utterly wrong about someone like J. Prince? How was Hassan allowed to say that he’d spit in J. Prince’s face—and not one of his moderators spoke up? Clearly, Hassan Campbell knew nothing of the great works of J. Prince—from erecting a full-court basketball court—to building a recreational center where children can come and play as well as learn—having access to computers and books—to housing homeless families hit by hurricane Katrina and feeding families during Thanksgiving & Christmas—food drives & toy drives—mentoring young men—and speaking out against the evils of drugs and gangs. These are but a few of the things that J. Prince has done and is doing—outside of the legacy of Rap-A-Lot Records! But Hassan would tell his dumb followers that J. Prince is a 50-something year old bum who still feigns himself a street-dude and gangster. Hassan not only said he’d spit in J. Prince’s face, but called the man a “coward” and said that J. Prince hasn’t done anything with his life.
J. Prince. Houston's Don Dada! Everything Hassan said about him is bullshit! And if Hassan dared spit on J. Prince it would be the last motherfucking time he spit on anybody, ol' nasty-ass, disrespectful fuck-nigga! Didja spit on Afrika Bambaataa? You probably did! Gave him some of that sloppy toppy oral sex. "Wakanda" man talks about spitting on other men?
What has Hassan, at 41 done with his life to help people? And what has Hassan’s Puerto Rican father done with his life, except be a deadbeat dad, who was a dope fiend who left Hassan’s mother with the burden of raising a child who couldn’t take his mother’s ass-whippings, so instead, sought the paternal nurturing of a man, Afrika Bambaataa, who stuck his dick “every which way but loose” (that’s a movie title) on and in Hassan. J. Prince is a “coward and a bum” Hassan? No! Ya pappy is a coward and bum for not raising you and allowing Bambaataa to molest you to the point of you liking it!
How can Hassan be so fucking wrong about a man’s works and worth—in the age of Wikipedia & Google? Clearly! Clearly Hassan has been living in his New York bubble and doesn’t know shit about Southern hip-hop and its players. There’s no fucking way under the heavens that Hassan could make a faux pas—a misstep—and fucking gigantic error about a person’s life intentionally! Like the emotional bitch that he is, Hassan, without doing a quick Google search or conferring with the so-called “gangsters” he claims he surrounds himself with—or his brown-nosing moderators—Wax Dawg and the rest of those Internet miscreants—or his “team”—Hassan did not seek the advice or intelligence on J. Prince before he ran his monstronky-ass over to YouTube and began bashing J. Prince!
Hassan does all this J. Prince bashing, only to come back the very next day and give us his half-hearted, lukewarm, limp-dicked “apology”—but instead of just apologizing—like his “Burger King Big YouTuba” stunt—and leave it alone—Hassan starts the obfuscation—you know—“the action of making something obscure, unclear or unintelligible; to confuse, bewilder or stupefy”—Hassan begins to shamelessly justify why he said what about who—in this case, J. Prince. Instead of admitting that he didn’t know what the fuck he was tallumbout, as it relates to J. Prince, what does Hassan do? Flips da script and goes into a tirade about black people and history where he name-calls black people—disassociating and distancing himself from black people by saying, “You black people”—and calling black people “Negropeans”—and “savages”—and telling black people that they (not him!)—have the blood of the slave masters running through our veins and that we have “Viking blood.”
Hassan calls black people “savages.” This is from the mouth of a man arrested, accused and tried for attempted murder—three times—killing at least one of the three people he was accused of murdering! Hassan calls black people “savages.” This is from the mouth of a man—who—after being molested by a grown man—continued to go back for more molestation—and more molestation—and more molestation—until that “molestation” turned into a full-blown homosexual relationship, so much so that Hassan fell in-love with his molester and self-diagnosed himself as having “Stockholm Syndrome” to make sense of his latent homosexual desires to feel a black man’s nappy "Nine Ether" pubic hairs rubbing up against his silky smooth Puerto Rican "One Ether" pubes, as he lays on his back and looks deep into his one-time molester turnt lover’s eyes—Afrika Bambaataa!
No Hassan! Black people are not “savages!” Ya mammy raised a savage! You were the stick-up kid! You were the neighborhood bully! You were the kid who touched other kids! You were the disobedient child who snuck out the house and ran headlong into some Zulu dick! You were the teenage savage that let an autistic child suck on your little stubby Puerto Rican peen—just savage! You were the three times accused murderer! You were a murderer! You were the predicate felon! You were the Burger King savage! Black people are not “savages” Hassan! Ya mammy raised a savage! Even more pointed—since Hassan calls black people “savages,” that means that ya black mammy’s a savage as well!
Hassan! This is what real savagery looks like! Not any of the fuck-shit that happens in everyday ghetto life! These are savages! Fuck you tallumbout?
In the beginning, we were sympathetic, even empathetic, but the more we listened to Hassan’s woven tales and braggadocio ranting on being a non-contrite killer—and an offender of the sacredness of the deceased, children, women and wives—the more we listened to Hassan graphically telling another YouTuber how he’d “stick heavy dick” in his children—after we watched how he treated his own family by calling his “wife” a “crackhead” and screaming at his children to “shut-up,” because he was doing a YouTube show—after Hassan’s rant against his other family members, calling his sister a “monkey bitch” and threatening to have fifty goons ransack his mother’s funeral and tip over the wheelchairs of the elderly and stomp out any family members who came to their aid—after Hassan’s lugubrious crying on camera for his mother that made us think she had passed away, only to find out that she was alive and our emotions had been toyed with, yea pimped—after we watched him try to convince us that he had every right to act a motherfucking fool in Burger king, using racism, misogynistic and neologist (fat shaming) rhetoric on a woman—after all this—Hassan still thinks we are just “hating” on him because he’s a “Big YouTuba.” In Hassan’s mind he really thinks that he has a YouTube fan-base upwards of 100,000 followers. He doesn’t believe that we’re subscribed to his channel to laugh "at" him, not "with" him. We are subscribed to watch the train wreck, that is Hassan Campbell! Dare I say that most of his subscribers are there for the same reason?
What is molestation to murder? Yeah, Hassan might’ve been molested, but he grew up to become a murderer! Fuck his molestation! There are mothers out here still grieving the loss of their sons, which Hassan extinguished! You can get over being molested, but you can’t get over being murdered! We’ve propped up a murderer to be the face of child molestation! Shame on all of us!
Even though Hassan feigns that he himself is a black man—this is where his conversation “Freudian Slips”—the “You black people” remarks that has him looking very UN-black—even Puerto Rican-ish. Even though Hassan adamantly claims to be a black man (and not Puerto Rican), I find it curious that there is not nann any picture of his pappy on Social Media—and I think that this is by design and intentional, because his father is indeed, Puerto Rican—and thus, Hassan’s nickname is a Puerto Rican term of endearment—"Papi/Poppy." What black man do you know with the nickname “Papi/Poppy?” I done had a few Spanish chicks in my day call me “Papi” while I was plowing that poontang, but outside of the bedroom, my name is Khalil!
Hassan “Aye Papi” Campbell has three (3) hip-hop “Claims To Fame”—#1. Being on the back cover of rappers, A Tribe Called Quest’s album, Midnight Marauders—#2. Supposedly being one of the children in the video, “Double Dutch Bus”—and #3. Being the guy whom the “Godfather of Hip-Hop”—Afrika Bambaataa supposedly, allegedly molested. These are Hassan’s hip-hop accomplishments.
Hassan “Aye Papi” Campbell so desperately wants to be heard in these hip-hop streets! He wants to be relevant in the hip-hop world. Hassan, as much as he thinks famous rappers are part of the Illuminati and the Boule—he would love nothing more than to be part of those secret societies. As a conspiracy theorist, Hassan doesn’t believe that an artist—a rapper, in particular, can rise to the top of their game and become rich, famous and successful on their own merits—without selling their souls to some phantom “secret society.” Listen to Hassan tell it, any famous rapper—from Jay-Z to Kanye West and et. al. (all others!) had to get on bended knee and suck & fuck for their success. He really believes this bullshit!
As a result of Afrika Bambaataa allegedly molesting Hassan, Hassan has been able to amass a sizable & respectable YouTube following, having 123,000+ subscribers. YouTube is Hassan’s ticket back into the hip-hop world. YouTube is Hassan’s last chance at gaining some amount of hip-hop relevancy and notoriety. Hassan really wants that hip-hop respect & fame and will do anything to gain that fame & attention—from disrespecting hip-hop billionaire mogul, P. Diddy’s deceased girlfriend, Kim Porter’s untimely death, stating, “Fuck that bitch!”—and now, airing out southern hip-hop mogul, J. Prince—and calling out New York rappers, Mysonne, Remy Ma, Fred Da Godson and others for showing respect for the southern general.
Hassan has called J. Prince a “coward-ass, old-ass nigga” and says he has “no respect” for Mysonne if he acts on J. Prince’s words—as if having Hassan’s respect is something to be sought after. Does Mysonne even know Hassan? Perhaps he does, since they were once at a rally together. He knows Khalil Amani! See my last vlog.
When one of J. Prince’s rappers was recently beat up in New York and given a “Buck Fifty” (sliced across his face)—and J. Prince went on Social Media to address the “shit-uation”—here comes New York’s, “Big YouTuba,” Hassan Campbell, doing what the Bible and that fuck-nigga who doesn’t like the pitch of my voice or me not calling him by his name, the Arkansas YouTuber says—“Being a busy-body in other men’s matters”—Hassan straightway tried to infuse himself into the drama, tallumbout he’d “spit in J. Prince’s face”—but only if J. Prince paid for him a plane ticket for the Houston trip. (How convenient!)
Hassan Campbell is no dummy though. He fires off incendiary and destructive and disrespectful commentary to make sure that whatever subject he is addressing gets top billing. He already has a planned “apology” once the video does its numbers. He did the same thing with the Burger King-gate fiasco.
Hassan wants his voice to be heard. He wants J. Prince and Mysonne to acknowledge his Internet hip-hop presence and will go to whatever lengths to be heard—and disrespect seems to be Hassan’s modus operandi (M.O.—his way of doing shit). Even with 100,000+ YouTube subscribers, Mysonne and J. Prince still ain't addressing Hassan. It's crickets for that nigga!
Hassan “Aye Papi” Campbell—or, perhaps I should start calling him Hassan “Hokey Pokey” Campbell because this man loves to play a dangerous game of YouTube “Hokey Pokey”—“Put your left foot in/Your left foot out/Your left foot in/And you shake it all about/You do the Hokey Pokey/And you turn yourself around/That’s what it’s all about/Hokey Pokey!” In Hassan’s case—“Put your disrespect out/Put your disrespect in/Put your disrespect out/And you shake it all about/He does the Hokey Pokey”—and then he “turns it all around" with a bullshit apology—on some grown man YouTube Hokey Pokey type shit.
Hassan is enamored with hip-hop personalities, I tell ya! If J. Prince was to respond on Social Media to Hassan’s disrespect—that would make Hassan’s day, week, month and year! If Mysonne responds to Hassan on Social Media he would be so stoked! Even though Hassan has 100,000+ subscribers he has of yet, been able to make his message reach the ears of hip-hop notables. Even with 100,000+ subscribers, no celebrity—no A-Lister, B-Lister, C-Lister or D-Lister has ever responded to Hassan’s disrespect. At some point, Hassan might change his M.O. and try a more gentle and positive way to get celebrities to respond to him.
Mysonne is right there living in New York with Hassan, yet Mysonne has not, will not respond to Hassan’s blogs about him. Mysonne is smart enough to see that Hassan is clout-chasing—making idle threats of disrespect and hoping that Mysonne’s ego is fragile enough that he will respond, wherein Hassan will straightway flip da script and say, “Nah I was just saying blah, blah, blah.”
All I know is that Hassan “Hokey Pokey” Campbell is a great flip flopper who gratuitously goes out of his way to say the most outlandish shit about people—with malice and forethought in disrespecting famous people with the hope that “said” famous person will respond back and give his life some meaning and give him some hip-hop credibility. For this is Hassan’s ultimate aim, goal and plan; that is, to get in the rap game as a “DJ Akademics/Star” of sorts where he can get the validation from those Boule/Illuminati initiates who have become rappers. Hassan’s outrageousness tells me one thing—that he will join the illuminati and get on bended knees to swallow secret society cock faster than you can say, “Secret Society Cock!” This nigga’s vlogs screams, “TAKE ME PLEASE!”
In the end, when we think about savagery, no one on YouTube has been more savage than Hassan Campbell! For indeed, his mammy raised a savage!
Author, poet, essayist, blogger, troll, satirist, cultural critic, freethinker, father, grandfather, husband & C.O.O.N (Consciously Optimistic, Overtly, Nihilistic), Khalil Amani is "Gay hip-hop's Straight Advocate." A Miami native who's written for Allhiphop.com and DJ Kay Slay’s, Straight Stuntin Magazine. He’s been featured in L.A. Times, Miami New Times, Miami Herald, Thump/Vice/Noisey.com, Forward, Spin Magazine, DaveyD.com, DJ Kay Slay's Streetsweeper Sirius XM Radio Show, The Opperman Report, Star Chamber, Sa NeterTV, CBS's, "West 57th Street" (1988), The Biography Channel's, "I Survived a Cult" (2010), The Biography Channel's, "Escaping Evil: My Life in a Cult" (2013) and 2018's, ID (Investigation Discovery) Channel in conjunction with People Magazine "Cults," on Oxygen Channel's, "Uncovered: The Cult of Yahweh Ben Yahweh" and in a special edition of People Magazine on cults. In 2019 Amani also has interviews at InTouchWeekly, Foxnews.com and Newsweek.com. Amani is the author of seven books, including the groundbreaking “Hip-Hop Homophobes...” (iuniverse.com ’07). Khalil was the first media person to write about the allegations surrounding Afrika Bambaataa allegedly getting stabbed for date-raping a young man in 2013 and is in the upcoming documentary on the Afrika Bambaataa allegations, Trapped in a Culture. Amani majored in English and Black Studies at San Diego Mesa College and the University of Nebraska. Follow on IG @khalil_amani, Facebook, Twitter @khalilamani. Email @firstname.lastname@example.org