Will Smith

When I was younger, I was obsessed with Will Smith. Anything this man was in, made, or had anything to do with, I loved. This was during the late 90's, when movies like Independence Day, Men In Black and Wild Wild West dominated the box office (along with any other "awkward white dude, cool black dude" comedies and "man vs. alien" films), and watching reruns of The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air was actually legitimately cool.
In grade school, I had a Sony Walkman tape player that only played Smith's album Big Willy Style. It wasn't broken, I just didn't want to listen to anything else. And before you make fun of me for listening to that album, I'll have you know that it was number 8 on the Billboard Top 200 after it was released. So I wasn't alone in thinking this album was awesome (though the follow-up, Willenium, left something to be desired). I mean, just look at how awesome Will Smith is:He is the only person that I'd think would be able to punch me through the computer monitor. And that's awesome.

I remember when I was young, I would listen to the song "Gettin' Jiggy Wit It," and think Will was saying:
"only black chicks/rockin' my wick,"
when it was really him saying:
"only mad chicks/ride in my whips."
It struck me as odd, seeing as a wick isn't exactly a penis metaphor I would be dying to use, especially in a rap song. I'm glad I got that cleared up back then, otherwise I'd be asking women to "suck my wick." Sexy, isn't it?
I'm not really sure what point this post has, other than to say that I love Will, and I am/was terrible at comprehending the lyrics of rap songs by people that were in successful 90's sitcoms.