Let me start again my saying fresh is love.  Fresh does not hate.  Hating is not fresh.  Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way let me introduce are next inductee into the Not Fresh Family none other than Charles Hamilton.  It’s been a pretty rough week for young scrap.  Charles seems to be at that age where he says things before is brain has the chance to process what’s about to spill out of his mouth.  It’s cool if you’re 5 years old, but Chuck you’re a grown ass man.  I know you think you meant well when you decided to name the great Jay Dee executive producer of your forthcoming LP, but you really bit off more than you could chew.  See what you didn’t realize is Dilla is considered royalty in hip hop, but in Detroit we hold him to a higher esteem.  And when you play games with one of our fallen soldiers we take that a tad bit more disrespectfully than people in other places across the country might.  See I’m from Detroit.  A product of the west side to be exact.  So I know first hand what his legacy means to hip hop in my city, and I know how well revered that name is.  A cosign from Dilla speaks volumes.  So when you place the man’s name on the back of your “album” and you’ve never worked with him personally, and possibly never even knew him it’s seen as blasphemy.  To top it all off you had the gall to drag Ma Dukes into it and insinuate that you all had a personal relationship, and she clearly refuted that lie.  Then shit got weird when you said that you all knew each other through the séances you would have in the studio with him.  I can see you now burning incense and talking to spirits.  Nigga please. You even stated that you would be donating proceeds of the album sales to his estate, but how do you donate proceeds of a free download homie?  I’m not a Rhodes Scholar, but two plus two still equals four.  Then to top it all off you have the nerve to speak side ways out that hole in your face to well respected members of the Detroit Hip Hop community.  Interscope did the right thing, and removed Jay Dee’s name from the credits.  I suggest you do the right thing and stay the fuck out of Detroit for the next life time.   We got a no nonsense policy on the way we welcome disrespectful rappers into our city.  There are a long list of big egos that have left Detroit Metro Airport with lumps, flesh wounds, and new holes that the good Lord didn’t give them.  Trick Daddy, Young Berg, Katt Williams and Styles P have all felt the effects of our brand of street justice.  We’ve even instituted a strict “no fly zone”.   I suggest you heed the warnings.  While I’m not a personal fan of your music, there is definitely potential for something special.  Brooklyn Girls was pretty decent, Lacey Duvalle had a little fire to it, and The Pink Lavalamp Mixtape was rather enjoyable.  There is still hope for you.  All I’m saying is tread lightly homie. Again this message is out of love, and trust me you’d rather me give this talk to you than this man.