🚨 Let’s remember that DJ Akademiks is a fake-ass Jamaican who got rich turning black Chicago kids’ deaths into content. “War in Chiraq” was his sick 🤢 click farm—jokes, nicknames, fueling gang wars for views. Plays gangster on stream but folds IRL. Vic Mensa checked him: “You’re a bitch.” Parasite profiting off Black trauma. Fuck Ak. 🖕 He surely didn’t make these “JOKES” about Jamaica 🇯🇲 #Remember #Chiraq
You came to Milwaukee 13 years ago as a kid from Sepolia with an impossible dream. Over the past 13 years we have witnessed you grow into one of the greatest players the game has ever seen, the greatest Buck of all time, and the driving force behind an era of Bucks basketball that will be remembered forever.
From the moment you arrived, you embraced Milwaukee as your home. You embraced the team, the community, and everyone who believed in you. Your connection with Bucks fans transcended basketball. You didn’t just play basketball in Milwaukee, you became the heart and soul of this city. You touched lives throughout our community and inspired people across the world. You believed in this city and its fans when the rest of the world doubted.
After 50 years, you delivered a championship to Milwaukee. A dream come true for generations of Bucks fans who never stopped believing. You gave Milwaukee hope. You taught us that loyalty still matters. That hard work can overcome impossible odds, and that a small-market city could still be on top all because you refused to stop believing. For one night, Milwaukee wasn’t just watching history, we were living it together.
Your legacy in Milwaukee is secured and will always be felt here. In the rafters, throughout the community, in the countless people you inspired, and the way you made an entire city believe that anything was possible.
Thank you for believing in Milwaukee and giving everything you had to this city day in and day out. You transformed the Bucks in every way, and left your mark on this organization for generations to come. You’ll always be family. You’ll always be Milwaukee’s champion. Forever a part of this city. Forever a Buck. Thank you for everything, Giannis.
Getting yo shit together requires a deep level of honesty with yourself, you gotta be able to look at yourself in the mirror & be willing to accept flaws & behavior that's not allowing you to grow , self evaluation is difficult but it's extremely necessary.
get a haircut every 2 weeks to stay sharp, wait 5 secs before answering the phone to control the rhythm, always arrive 15 mins early, stay away from free lunches, never talk about people who aren't in the room and when anger rises, wait 10 mins before reacting. these habits may look rigid but they're the hidden discipline of the elite.
Yung Miami’s hit song is fucking terrible…
However, that’s been the standard for a hit song.. some catchy ass hook, a decent beat and some lyrics girls with 3 baby daddy’s can’t relate to