Much as I oppose the war on drugs, this couldn’t have happened to a more deserving guy:
Jamaican reggae artist, Buju Banton, is in a federal lockup in Miami after being charged with intent to distribute cocaine.
First off: what observant rastaman deals in white powders, even to Babylon? Second, in the intervening years since Pato Banton first sang “I do not sniff the coke I only smoke sensimilla,” has Buju learned nothing?
In the wake of Buju’s countless songs and public statements declaring among other vile sentiments “there is no end to the war between me and faggot and it’s clear,” I admit I am one baldhead who shed nuh tear to think of Buju’s pending hitch in a Florida prison.