I’m sure when this triple O-G’s name is brought up in casual conversations about Blackness, the first thing that comes to mind is his COMEDIC GENIUS.
Let me hip you to the BLACKEST thing ever, Fannie Lou Hamer’s album.
As always, we tend to remember our sheros as grandmothers and wise sages who shower us with their experience and love. And while Mama Maya, gives us all of that. After all, Mama Maya wasn’t ALWAYS 86 years old. She wasn’t always a poet, writer and wise woman.
Mama Maya constantly reinvented herself, pushed past other people’s limits of her and truly embodied the African proverb, “You do what you want when you poppin.” Thanks Future, for that sage wisdom.
Born in 1928, Maya grew up in the depression era south. We all know by now, that she was raped by her mother’s “friend,” told her family, the man was found guilty but only spent 1 day in jail. A few days later he was found dead. For 5 years after that Maya did not speak a word. Afraid that her words had killed that man and she feared killing again.