Soulja Boy is ironically not a fan of soldiers!

Soulja Boy

First, off, allow me to just say: How the hell is Soulja Boy still a thing? He had, like, one song that was flat-out incomprehensible and only made it to the big leagues because it was accompanied by a crappy dance so fucking sub-mental that even the lamest white guy could pull it off … ugh. Anyway, Douchebags McGee decided that he was going to release a “politically charged” song, which would be fine if he wasn’t a fetal alcohol baby who can’t put words together. But obviously he isn’t so now TMZ is reporting people are mad at him because he told the troops defending America to go fuck themselves. Fucking genius.

“F**k the FBI and the army troops … fighting for what? Be your own man … I’ll be flying through the clouds with green like I’m Peter Pan.” TMZ spoke with Fred A. Flores — a retired Marine who is now a commissioner for the L.A. County Veteran’s Advisory Commission. Flores tells us, “It’s a very offensive statement … especially with the 10th anniversary of 9/11 coming up.” Flores — who has two children currently serving in the military — calls Soulja “Ungrateful” … adding, “He should apologize to ALL armed forces. [The rap] is very irresponsible,” Flores stated … “especially for a person who is an entertainer for the youth of our country.”

Yeah seriously, screw this guy. Look, a lot of people don’t support the wars we’re currently in, mostly because they’re unsustainable and were launched for less than valid reasons. That being said, there’s still the matter of people who are willingly putting themselves at risk, and dying, in order to protect us and the principles we stand for. As opposed to Soulja Boy, who made a shitty song and made millions of undeserved dollars rather than what he should have received: a swift kick in the balls and an open invitation to go fuck himself.

UPDATE: Now Soulja Boy is ‘deeply sorry’ …

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