50 Cent and Floyd Mayweather are beefing (again), but can we throw away both of them?
I mean, what would we really be losing?
Not since the “great” Taylor Swift vs Katy Perry feud have I wanted to see two obnoxious celebrities both lose in a beef against each other as I do this ongoing madness with 50 Cent and Floyd Mayweather.
Not since the “great” Taylor Swift vs Katy Perry feud have I wanted to see two obnoxious celebrities both lose in a beef against each other as I do this ongoing madness with 50 Cent and Floyd Mayweather.
The two have had a weird is-it-or-isn’t-it-beef thing going for years – similar to Kevin Hart and Mike Epps – following an apparent falling-out from the days when 50 Cent was a member of Mayweather’s entourage, kicking it with him during trainings and walking to the ring with him before his boxing matches. But shit has gotten so personal as of late that I think we can assume that the ribeye is real, sizzling and marbled.
Before this weekend, the most recent flare-up came when Mayweather worked with singer Teiarra Mari, who is suing 50 after he allegedly leaked images from a sex tape of her (Which might be the most 50 Cent thing 50 Cent could have ever done). Fif viewed their business union as a betrayal and took public shots at the champ.
Apparently, Mayweather had some time on his hands this weekend and decided to remind us how mind-numbingly sad it is when rich, 40-something men use Instagram to publicly fight with each other: He “wrote” a 400-plus word diatribe about Fif underneath a completely unfunny graphic.
In one of those massive, unbroken, eye-straining paragraphs that I wouldn’t have finished if I didn’t have to write this piece, the Money Man shot off just about every bit of 50 Cent ammo he had on hand: his estranged child, baby mamas, Ja Rule, herpes, money issues and his dead-ass rap career. He even brings up the fact that no one watches Power (in which Fif stars and executive produces) for his character Kanan, who is only still alive because Fif executive produces the show.
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Professional Trolls
Since 50 Cent is a notorious social media troll, sparing no expense at shittiness in the interest of clicks, Mayweather’s attacks played right into his grubby Twitter fingers. The man has been on an Instagram tear the past few days. As of this writing, 50’s latest post targeting Mayweather is a bizarre public performance art video posted Monday morning that suggests 50 literally spent money on this beef.
Of course, since Mayweather gave us all an essay, Fif took the low-hanging fruit and took a shot at Mayweather’s literacy, which he’s been coming at since 2014, when he created a video during the disgustingly ubiquitous ALS Ice Bucket Challenge asking Mayweather to read a full page from a Harry Potter book.
For what it’s worth, I, don’t believe that Mayweather sat down and wrote that by himself either. But 50 Cent has all the gall to rip on someone’s literacy as many times as I’ve seen him f— up attribution and write “your” where “you’re” goes. Mr. Jackson is probably not the English teacher any of us need.
Keep the Horribleness to Yourself
It’s also aggravating that both of these idiots are taking shots at each other’s money issues: even if they have tax issues, they don’t have money problems like the rest of us. Mayweather is one of the top-10 highest paid athletes of all time. Despite filing for bankruptcy, 50 Cent has spent this century as a savvy businessman who also frequently makes richest-rapper lists. It’s like a centipede and millipede beefing with each other over who has the most legs – neither of these banana-heads are worried about where their next meal is coming from.
This whole thing would be more entertaining if it were contained in an actual rap beef: Pusha T’s “The Story of Adidon” proved that saying awful shit about another human being is acceptable in certain contexts. None of this is as fun when we have to read the combatants do the equivalent of passing each other mean stick figure drawings in class. Put a beat behind this shit and hit the studio, Fif!
Regardless of their talents in their respective fields, both men are objectively awful people who, between the two of them, have likely done enough horrid things to black women to fill a whole chapter of the eventual #MeToo textbook; Mayweather, especially, has managed to continue milking huge paydays after multiple domestic violence accusations and even after serving a couple months for a domestic battery charge back in 2012. His then-friend 50 Cent was there to pick him up when he got out of the slammer.
If karma really were a b—-, they’d both lose their fortunes and no one would hire them to do anything anywhere.
Alas, the world is unjust, so we’re left watching these n—as nig it up for the ‘Gram, knowing that their words will likely result in no real consequences. If anything, I feel for their children, who are forced to explain to their friends why daddy is trash and engaged in a trash social media cockfight with another trash daddy.
Dustin J. Seibert is a native Detroiter living in Chicago. Miraculously, people have paid him to be aggressively light-skinned via a computer keyboard for nearly two decades. He loves his own mama slightly more than he loves music and exercises every day only so his French fry intake doesn’t catch up to him. Find him at his own site, wafflecolored.com.
