In 2006, I wrote and recorded the song “Animal.” In this song, I said… “You made me an animal.” Of course, when it hit the radio, my critics pretended as if they didn’t get what I was putting across to the listeners. They quickly dismissed it as another “gangster rap,” glorifying my crime and violent life. But that was not the case. In this song, I’m talking about being an animal from an artist’s standpoint. I was speaking out to address economic disenfranchisement, racism, prejudice, police brutality, and justified bigotry in the judicial system. I’m an animal; the artist (myself) is saying I don’t care about living up to the expectations of others because it’s a racist and bigoted world. Because I’m a voice for the voiceless.
It was time for me to mark the times so future generations would understand our circumstances. Being racially marginalized in this period. I’m that artist who said, ‘wait a minute, I wouldn’t have considered myself a great public speaker. But these injustices continue to happen, and not enough people condemn them. Only a few people are explaining this situation from our perspective.’ Meek Mill probably sat in jail and realized he had to do this. Even if he has no interest in it. If his career is on the line, he must at least try, even if he does not have the experience. He must use his voice to condemn the world’s injustice, hypocrisy, bigotry, and other double standards. He became an animal.*