The Jay Graves Report

Why Sebastian Telfair is out here lookin’ crazy and his homeboy flies under the radar! “Same Ole Story”

Sebastian Telfair gets popped in Brooklyn on Sunday. (Photo by Doug Pensinger/Getty Images)

Tony Robbins once said, “It is in your moments of decision that your destiny is shaped.” Well playas…ole Sebastian Telfair has probably shaped his destiny inside of a dun’s jail cell after this weekend’s foolishness. Early Sunday mornin’ he and one of his homeboys were arrested on weapons and marijuana-related charges during a traffic stop in his home town of Brooklyn.

Police say that the 32 year old former 13th pick overall of the 2004 NBA draft had firearms, a semi-automatic rifle, ammunition, a ballistic vest and marijuana inside of the ride when he was pulled over.

Now this isn’t the first time this cat has been arrested on this type of foolishness. In 2007 ole boy was arrested durin’ a traffic stop in Brooklyn when police found a loaded gun in the ride. He was sentenced to three years probation.

Let’s keep it  real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1st! What’s wrong with these cats bruh? Everybody wanna be a gangsta but the gangstas don’t really want to be gangstas. They just want the money. However,  Talfair got the money legally and still wants to play gangsta!! Wheredeydaydodatat?

The dun is worth $8 million right now but his hoop career is over. Instead of chillin and makin’ sound financial decisions he’s ridin’ around like Nino Brown headed to the Carter to check on Pookie.

“What was this dun doin’ bruh?”

Did you see the foolishness they pulled out of his car bruh? What reason would a sound minded 32 year old worth $8 million have for ridin’ around with that type of firepower? You do the math playa. Some dun has convinced him that it made sense to try to be Nino back at the crib or at the very least look like Nino.

Ole boy played for like nine NBA teams in 10 years before floatin’ around China for a couple of years.  Now his career is over and he’s back at the crib lookin’ crazy this mornin’ all over the news.

What does Big Momma and Daddy Ray-Ray in ANY HOOD, USA  always tell a boy leavin’ the ghetto after makin’ good on their gifts? Whatever gift you have? “Don’t come back here bruh! Comin’ back here ain’t good for you unless you’re makin’ a quick visit to see us or you’re in town to help do some work. But don’t come back here!”

Why is goin’ back to the crib always a bad decision? Because the same foolishness that you left is still there. All of the duns that you were tryin’ to get away from that were in the streets are still in the streets. So when you show back up with bread with the same mentality you had when you left it’s easy for a boy to talk you into some foolishness because they wanna get paid too.

However, the only way they know how to get paid is doin’ some foolishness! So you end up gettin’ pulled over early Sunday mornin’ with a ride full of nonsense and you’re all over the news. The headline ONLY reads your name even though the dun in the ride with you has a name. But guess what playa? His name is irrelevant to the world because he’s never left the ghetto. Stop me when I start lyin’!

Playas Thesaurus: 

1) Dun: noun – the person in question, dude, guy, etc. It’s whoever I’m talkin’ about and its non-gender specific.

2) Ride: noun – car

3) Nino Brown: noun – character in the movie New Jack City that was the neighborhood drug dealer

4) The Carter: noun – the apartment buildin’ in the movie New Jack City that Nino Brown took over to sell dope

5) Pookie: noun – the dun that was in charge of boyz baggin’ the product but he was a crack head himself.

The G is excluded from the endings of all words because the G is near and dear to my heart because I’m from “The G” which is Gary, Indiana. So I only use the G when I’m talkin’ about “The G!”

The caption under the photo is real talk today!