Tall, lithe, and clad in big tinted sunglasses, Saafir hits the fifth-floor elevator button inside a large office building in downtown Oakland. When the doors lurch open, the East Bay rapper, who resembles Morpheus from The Matrix, glides into the offices of Oakland's ABB Records, greeting people and answering questions without looking at anyone. It's almost the end of Ramadan, and the emcee has been fasting all day.
Saafir doesn't remove the sunglasses until he's ensconced on a couch in the ABB conference room, where he picks up a copy of Scratch magazine and flips through it, pointing out all the hip-hop luminaries he used to work with. "Dre's lost weight," he observes, inferring that his old producer friend must have really hit hard times.
The Menace II Society actor and former roommate of Tupac doesn't appear at all enthusiastic to begin the spate of promotional interviews for Good Game: The Transition, his first rap album in seven years. Touted as a conversion narrative, The Transition concerns Saafir's fight with personal calamities: a plane crash, his brother's untimely death, getting out of jail in 2005 only to develop spinal cancer. It also details his personal journey to enlightenment though Islam. The Koran may seem like clichéd salvation for an ex-con rapper, but Saafir appears to truly need it. Now he's trying to spread the word, with an earnestness that's, well, kind of endearing, because he hasn't completely abandoned his old sinful ways.
"People be trying to find the one God, but he's right inside you," the rapper says. "All you gotta do is turn to him like you would turn to a nigga who owes you money and get at him to get that paper. The same way you put that philosophy on your hustle or your drive is the same way you gotta turn to your one God. I tripped on that I done everything in life sold dope, sold hella illegal merchandise, been in movies, rapped ... only thing I never did was turn to God sincerely."
About twenty minutes in, Saafir is in full preacher mode. "Imagine a fire under your ass, your nuts, your vagina," he says. "Imagine being hung by metal hooks through your breasts. That's one of the punishments for adulteresses."
The rapper looks up from his magazine for the first time since the interview started as he says the word adulteresses with a hiss that verges on sexual. Then his face changes in a Jekyll-and-Hyde way and he smiles coyly. "So, uh, how old are you, anyway, if you don't mind my asking? Nah, let me guess: 25? You wanna guess my age?" He scoots a little closer on the couch and starts reminiscing about his freaky-deaky days of drugs and sex while partying with Tupac and Digital Underground. It's all in the past, he concludes. Scout's honor.
Mythologizing Saafir won't be hard. His life story fits the Tupac Shakur template. Combining irresistible good looks and a Machiavellian-hustler mentality, he's fascinating but not criminally minded. Coming up in grimy West Oakland, Saafir went straight from watching cartoons to slinging contraband. "From twelve to eighteen I was locked up," he explains. "I'd stay out a couple months, grind, get caught, locked up, group homes, went down for attempted murder, went to take the pee test, dirty, locked up."
When he wasn't in jail, he'd breakdance and rap with his brothers Nicaracci and Chop Black who also has had a remarkably successful rap career as one half of the '90s mobb duo Whoridas or sell weed on the corner. "I remember when it was lions, tigers, and gorillas down there," the emcee says.
Around 1991 Saafir met Tupac, who he says was impressed because Saafir had prevailed at a house-party brawl. "I was sticking and moving at the time," Saafir recalls. "He asked, 'Where you stay at?' I was like, 'In the Town.' 'Pac was like, 'You got your spot?' I was like, 'I got a few spots,' and he was like, 'You got your own spot?'"
At first, Saafir was reluctant to let the other emcee take him in. "I was like, 'I really don't like living with dudes,'" he recalls, but Tupac said it was cool. Tupac even offered Saafir a new pair of jeans, which the emcee says he declined at first. "I said 'Well, I don't really like stickin' my ass in other niggas' jeans.' He was like, 'No, these are new. These are you.'"
Through 'Pac, Saafir hooked up with Digital Underground and appeared in the "Humpty Dance" video with a bleached flattop. He also attended some of the liveliest parties the Bay had ever seen. Saafir describes tanks of Bacardi and tequila and bowls of popcorn that might have filled a small pool. Digital frontman Shock G apparently loved popcorn and was known to pop two hundred bags at a time, Saafir relates in coded, elliptical sentences that sound like a Wachowski Brothers monologue.
Saafir then shared a bachelor pad near Lake Merritt with seven other emcees who collectively called themselves the Hobo Junction. Womanizing and thugging probably detracted from his skills as one of the most avant-garde artists ever, but he never restrained himself. The emcee's 1994 debut, Boxcar Sessions, ranks among the best underground hip-hop albums to come out of the East Bay. Featuring production by Big Nose, J Groove, and an underground cat named Jay-Z (not the New York rapper), the album is stocked with acid-jazz loops, cameos by producer Beni B and the late graffiti artist Mike Dream, and shout-outs to obscure spoken-word poets like D Knowledge. Oscillating between cutting-edge brohemianism and rap braggadocio, the album is definitely the work of a 24-year-old who couldn't figure out how to channel his special kind of intelligence. Listen to the first verse of "Worship the Dick" and you'll feel as if you've choked on young Saafir's favorite appendage.
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