First, I'd like to say the reason I purchased this book is because I'm a fan of Common's and has always enjoyed his music. He's what I consider one of the "clean rappers" and socially adept to rap about life as he sees it, and he's one hell of a poet. With that being said, it pains me to give his book a two-star rating.
I was extremely disappointed with this book, and it took me one week to read, so that, in and of itself, let me know immediately I didn't like it. It was a painful struggle to get through. I know Common or rather (Rashid) which is his birth name, is a mama's boy, and I don't have an issue with that. But I do, however, have a problem with his mother inserting herself into Common's book. I realize his mother is most definitely a staple and an important factor in his life, but she shouldn't have added her two cents to it. I wanted to hear about Common's life in his own words, not from his mother's perspective.
I didn't like the letters written at the beginning of each chapter. Either Common or his mother would write letters to their loved ones or gave their opinion on how they viewed things. Again, this was supposed to be Common's life story, so why is mama writing? A huge turn off for me.
Another painful factor was the fact the book was completely redundant and I was tired of Common writing the same thing, basically in each chapter, but switching the words around. I felt like I was listening to an attorney grill a witness on the stand, only to be told by a judge, to redirect or rephrase the same question, that will yield the same answer. The book was boring. Common isn't one of those rappers who did a great deal of dirt to become the entertainer he is today, and that's a good thing. But when he did start to speak on his personal love interests, it left the reader wanting more, or let's say it left me wanting more.
There were chapters where Common really wasn't talking about anything. Just more of the same stuff, only worded differently. Being an author and poet myself, I play with words and I know how to write tons of them to make someone think I'm saying something different, or in essence, give that appearance, only to be stating the same thing. That's called loading words, and there were tons of them throughout this disappointing memoir. I realize he had a pretty good upbringing and it shows by the way he carries himself and I applaud his mother for a job well done, but one thing I definitely learned is that Common is a rapper/poet/entertainer/actor, but he is most certainly NOT a writer. He should never attempt this feat again because he has a great deal more to learn about how to make a story good, or at least to hold the reader's interest.
There were times when the book was just downright preachy about the same things over and over, and it was giving me a headache. I struggled to finish this book, and it pissed me off that my first purchase on my Kindle Fire was such a let down. Maybe other readers didn't feel like I do about it, but you have to realize I've read hundreds of memoirs and biographies, which were wonderfully written, and I have to say this was the first one that truly let me down, and that's sad because I do respect Common for the rapper he is and that won't change, but for God's sake, please do not ever attempt to write your life story again, unless you do some major editing and consider exactly what you want to say, and say it once and not force the same shit down the reader's throat. If he mentioned once how he loved his mama or his love for his God, he mentioned it a hundred different ways, but it was the same result. We don't need to know that in each and every chapter. You stated your love, now move on to something else.
Unfortunately, I don't think he had much to write about so he just wrote the same things over and over, but worded differently.