
Momba Raw and Unfiltered
A fair bit of warning...
This podcast is not for everybody.
But if you’re done with scripted, fed up with fakery and foolery, and are tired of tiptoeing around the truth—this space was built for you.
Everybody says they’re raw.
But most end up being raunchy.
This right here? It’s pure.
This is what truth sounds like when it’s unfiltered, unscripted, and unapologetically real.
This podcast isn’t here to entertain the asleep.
It’s here to awaken the willing.
Momba Raw and Unfiltered is what happens when you remove the mask, cut the script, and speak straight from the soul.
And those who choose to jump down these rabbit holes with me?
They don’t come back the same.
Because truth changes you.
This is red pill content. The kind that wakes you up, shakes you up, and calls you to choose: stay asleep in the illusion—or leap down the rabbit hole into something real. A place where you can not only hear expression, but where you can also feel it deep in your mind's eye.
This podcast is a labor of love.
A voice-driven blueprint for anyone navigating darkness and looking for a way out.
It’s raw testimony. Free thought. And it’s sacred because it’s honest.
Something like a verbal ASMR for the soul.
I’m not coming back to tell my story after I’ve survived it.
I’m living it out loud. In real time.
You’re not listening to a recap.
You’re witnessing a life unfold—unfiltered, unashamed, and in full voice.
This ain't cute.
There is nothing cute here.
The over-saturated sea of podcasts, social media, and TikTok viral sensations got people willingly swallowing short form content and bite sized commentary from those who have "monetized" their pain.
People who have pre-packaged up their "testimony" in a pretty digital bow
and are now selling it to the broken as a guide to self-improvement.
Everybody is a coach now. From life to business to relationships.
People get quick witty affirmations, stale and recycled memes, and 30 second clips, if that, of a "powerful message, " and if you want to dig deeper?
You can just subscribe for the low price of....
Why do I do what I do?
Because hiding our healing and suffering in silence is killing us—literally and spiritually.
When we use our voices boldly, without shame, we give others permission to do the same. There is power in our voice.
In our stories.
In community.
This platform is rooted in radical love.
Love for truth. Love for people.
Love for HUEman kind.
And yes, love that makes folks uncomfortable.
Because healing out loud ain’t for the weak.
And Frankly, I am done protecting folks "sensibilities."
That's how we heal ourselves. Heal our communities.
By killing our apathy.
Whether it’s society, culture, trauma, identity, faith, or the fragments we carry—I'm going there.
I go all the way there.
Every monologue, every intimate conversation, every drop of truth is a chance to disrupt the lie and plant a new seed.
Every episode is an invitation to feel deeply, think freely, and rise full
This platform isn’t just about my voice—it’s about creating a safe space for yours.
If you’re willing to go there, to get uncomfortable, to heal out loud, and speak what others are too scared to say out loud - even to themselves...
Then welcome.
I look forward to jumping down rabbit holes with you.
Be good. Be safe. Stay healthy. And stay dangerous. 🖤
And don't forget to drink your water. Water is life!
@BlakkMomba
Momba Raw and Unfiltered
Kings Unchained: The Prelude
What you are about to hear is a raw, unfiltered offering—part love letter, part battle cry, part spiritual reckoning. In this powerful prelude to Kings Unchained, Blakkmomba returns from hiatus, not by plan, but by divine pull. What poured out was over 9,000 words of truth, pain, poetry, and purpose—dedicated entirely to Black men.
This monologue is the heartbeat of Chapter 3 of Momba Raw and Unfiltered. It is the “why” behind Kings Unchained. It is the smoke signal. The code blue. The moment where silence ends, and authentic storytelling begins.
You’ll hear a voice full of reverence, urgency, and love—a voice that refuses to let the world continue to overlook the power, pain, and possibility in Black men.
In this episode, you’ll experience: The spiritual and creative spark that birthed Kings Unchained, a poetic free thought, 9,000-word monologue honoring Black masculinity in all its complexity, a call to witness, protect, and elevate the emotional truth of Black men, the foundation and soul mission behind this season, and a reminder that these conversations are for everyone, not just Black men.
This season is for the brothers who’ve been misjudged, mislabeled, misunderstood.
It’s also for the people who love them, learn from them, raise them, and walk beside them.
Because when Black kings rise, we all rise.
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Let’s unchain these Kings and their stories—one conversation at a time.
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Hello kings and queens. It's your favorite girl, Blakk Momba, and I am back from hiatus sooner than I expected, to be honest. But for those who've been rocking with me these past few years, you probably already know why my spirit moved me to come back. I can't explain what exactly triggered it. Maybe it was divine timing, maybe it was alignment. All I know is something told me drop everything and dedicate an entire season to black men. And I listened. And when I say this came together fast, I mean fast. in two days flat.
Blakkmomba:The concept, the visuals, the promos I was in a state of hyper focus. All of it poured out of me like a creative fugue. I've been doing my absolute best to honor black men. I love y'all so much, everything about you your skin, your smiles, your stature, the way you walk, the way you talk, the style, the swag, the soul. There is nothing on this earth like a black man and no matter how many times I've been hurt, harmed or disappointed, nothing has ever been strong enough to kill my love for you. I'll never stop loving Black men. This is my offering, my expression, my way of wrapping my arms around every single one of you, even though they aren't big enough. All I have is this voice, and I pray that it's enough.
Blakkmomba:Before we dive fully into the season, I want to share the why behind Kings Unchained the mission, the vision, the purpose, the endgame. I've written over 9,000 words today, free thought, free expression, complete soul work, and it just flowed out of me. I had to force myself to stop and I want you to hear it before I start this new chapter, because knowing the why can shift everything. So I thank you. Thank you for giving me your ear, your time, your attention today. Thank you so much for tapping in with me on my Baran Unfiltered, for diving down rabbit holes with me and trusting me to navigate you to the other side. This is one long rabbit hole, but I promise, if you stay locked in, you're going to witness conversations that are transformative, conversations that are necessary, conversations that are long overdue. So, without further ado, allow me to officially introduce Kings Unchained, chapter 3. Are you ready? Sit back, relax and prepare to jump down the rabbit hole with your girl. I'll see you on the other side. Peace.
Blakkmomba:They put you in a trap and call it the hood. The hood, a place, a word, a stigma. It's the image of blackness that has been formed for you. But what does it really mean to live there? The word itself holds so much weight, not just physically but mentally. The hood is a place that's been used to confine and restrict, to stereotype and label. It's a trap, not just in geography but in the mind, a trap of limited expectations, limited dreams and limited access to the world. Outside of that box, it becomes a mental state. More than a place, it's a label, and that label is meant to keep you small, keep you thinking that this is all you're supposed to be. But the truth is there's so much more to you. Your essence isn't defined by where you come from. Your value is not determined by the environment you're raised in or the challenges you face. You are more than your surroundings, more than your circumstances, more than the box the world tries to put you in. You were born with a purpose that stretches far beyond the label of hood and it's time to reclaim that power.
Blakkmomba:Religion became a cage disguised as salvation. Religion can be a beautiful thing when it connects you to a higher purpose, but too often it's used as a tool to control. It's fed to you with strings attached, used to bind you in a way that keeps you in that same loop. It teaches you to obey, but not necessarily to question. It teaches you humility, but not always self-love. It teaches sacrifice, but often without teaching you to also honor your worth. Religion should never be a chain. It should never teach you to deny yourself or silence your pain. It should never hold you back from your true potential. Faith should lift you up, not hold you down. We need a faith that empowers us to rise, to break chains, to step into our divine purpose.
Blakkmomba:Loyalty turned into a leash disguised as love. Loyalty is supposed to be about standing by those who stand with you, but too often loyalty becomes an expectation, a burden that weighs on your heart, and it's easy to get caught in loyalty to the wrong things or people who don't have your best interest at heart. Loyalty becomes a trap when it forces you to stay small, to compromise your worth or to bend for people who don't bend for you. Loyalty should never come at the cost of your peace, your dignity or your growth. Loyalty starts with yourself. If you can't be loyal to who you truly are, to your dreams, to your value, then how can you be loyal to anyone else?
Blakkmomba:They taught you silence with strength and numbness, survival. This is one of the most dangerous traps, because when you stop feeling, when you stop acknowledging your emotions, you stop being human. You become a robot, a machine programmed to endure and to carry out without ever processing or reflecting. They teach you not to cry, not to show weakness. They tell you don't express, don't let them see you hurt. But where is the strength in hiding yourself? Where is the power in pretending to be something you're not?
Blakkmomba:Emotions are a part of you. They are not a weakness, they are your truth. When you embrace your emotions, you embrace your humanity. Yet they tell you to shut up and keep moving. They tell you that emotions are a distraction. They tell you that feelings are the enemy. Do you know that every time you swallow that pain, it becomes a part of you not to heal but to rot?
Blakkmomba:What if those feelings that pain, those very emotions we try so hard to bury, are the key to our freedom? What if embracing them is the way out of the trap? What if your emotions, those raw and real parts of you, were the answers to the questions you've been asking your entire life? What if the man you've been waiting for, strong life? What if the man you've been waiting for strong, whole, healed and authentic is already inside of you, just waiting for you to give him space to rise?
Blakkmomba:They make you feel like you have to be all things at once Provider, protector, leader. And sure you can do all of that. But what they don't tell you is that in order to provide, protect and lead, you first have to be whole. You have to be healed, you have to be in touch with yourself, because if you're broken, you can only give pieces of yourself. If you're hurt, you can only protect parts of others. And if you're not being true to yourself, you can't truly lead anyone. You can't inspire anyone, you can't make a real impact. And that's the game they've been playing. They want you to play the part, but they don't want you to realize that the part is a lie. They don't want you to see that the trap is an illusion, a system designed to keep you busy, distracted, tired and numb. And when you're numb, you stop questioning, you stop asking for more, you stop dreaming.
Blakkmomba:What would it look like if you took off the armor and let yourself breathe? What would it look like if you stop holding it all in, if you stop trying to save everyone else first and allow yourself to heal. What if you allowed your scars to show, ours to show? What if you wore them with pride instead of shame? Imagine the freedom, imagine the peace, imagine the possibilities, because you, brother, are meant for more than survival. You were born for greatness. Not the over-polished, over-filtered, media-sanitized version of you, not the villainized, feared, misunderstood version either. But you, the real you, the laughing you, the grieving you, the healed you, the broken you, the raw you, the divine you, the little boy in you, the god in you. Real power comes from self-awareness, from knowing when to stand firm and when to bend, from knowing when to be strong and when to be tender.
Blakkmomba:Strength is not just about what you can hold on to. It's also about what you can let go of. Your emotions are the tools that guide you through that journey. So don't hide from them, don't bury them. Let them help you heal. But what does that even mean when you've never seen a man love out loud, when you've never seen a man heal in public, when you've never seen a man affirm another without feeling threatened? What does it mean when you've only seen men escape? Escape through women, escape through work, escape through war, escape through worship, escape through the weekend, escape through 2K, cod or Madden. Escape through trucking, escape through drug, alcohol and sex addiction. Escape through suicide.
Blakkmomba:The trap is louder than the truth. And yet here you are still standing, breathing, building, trying. You were never supposed to survive, but you did. You still are. You don't need to be perfect to be powerful. You don't need to be silent to be strong. You don't need to be cold to be respected. You don't need to numb everything just to get through the day. You don't have to be defined by what broke you. You don't have to carry pain just to prove you're still a man. Who are you outside the struggle? What do you want beyond the drama? When was the last time you saw yourself not just as a fighter, but as a dreamer, a lover, a creator, a king?
Blakkmomba:They teach you how to trap pain, not process it. They teach you how to perform strength, not embody it. They teach you how to show up for others, not for yourself. They call you angry but you're grieving. They call you aggressive but you're aching. They say you're dangerous, but you're divine. You are touch-starved, affection-deprived boys who learn love through punishment and power through violence.
Blakkmomba:You are not your past. You are not a statistic. You are a story still unfolding, a soul that deserves peace. You are a king unchained. This space is for you, A place where we remember what was stolen, reclaim what was lost and redefine what it means to be a black man in a world that only fears your reflection. Welcome to the unlearning, welcome to the remembering, welcome to the healing, welcome to Kings Unchained.
Blakkmomba:This season is for the brothers who've been unseen, unheard, unloved. Kings I'll never know but feel deeply connected to. They are out there. That realization hits me like a tidal wave. There, that realization hits me like a tidal wave. There are countless souls over 8 billion of them in this world. Sometimes that vast number makes me feel like an NPC in a simulation, like I'm mentally living in a virtual reality where purpose and possibility are hidden until they reveal themselves like an easter egg.
Blakkmomba:We don't know what we don't know until we know it, and that is why we need more storytellers lending power through their voice, and not just any storytellers, but those who aren't afraid to speak up for what's uncomfortable, what's unseen and what's underrepresented. We need to hear your story. Even if the world may never listen to it, someone, somewhere, will hear it and it will change them. And when that happens, you'll never know how far your story will travel, how many lives it will impact or who it will set free. That's the power of your voice.
Blakkmomba:I don't take it lightly that there are people in 23 countries and countless cities tapping in to hear me talk Like what? And still I ask myself who are these people listening to me talk about pain, purpose and life as I see it? Because I can talk, and I tell people every day that this is why I started a podcast, so I can talk as much as I want to. I may come off jokingly when I say I talk a lot and that's why I started a podcast, but truthfully, this podcast became my vessel, a space to transform pain and purpose into something that not only can be felt, but heard and remembered in a world that silences truth. And who's going to stop me? Anyway, you can mute me, you can turn me off right now, and I won't even know. And guess what? That's perfectly okay. That simply means that this podcast isn't for you, and that's fine. I know that I'm not everybody's cup of tea, but I am for the out there.
Blakkmomba:Tuning in Numbers don't lie. There is an audience for everybody, a lane for every single one of us. When I first started this podcast journey, people said everybody in, they mama's mama got a podcast or it's just a trend, and ain't no telling what those close to me thought. But I didn't let that stop me. I chose to jump down the rabbit hole hot and heavy. Just because it's crowded doesn't mean there's no room. Look at traffic in places like Boston, chicago or LA it's heavy right. Still, people find a way to move, they merge, they push through, they create space. That's exactly what I chose to do Find a way to swerve, take up space, claim it and create my own lane.
Blakkmomba:I didn't wait for permission. I didn't follow any set blueprint. I didn't let anyone tell me if I belonged or not. I did not follow the traditional rules of podcasting. I don't have a 10-step plan. I don't have a six-month editorial calendar or topics planned out for the next six months.
Blakkmomba:I move when my spirit tells me to. I speak when it hits me. I record only when my energy is aligned with my voice. I never know when I'm going to record or with whom, or even what I'll talk about, until something moves me deep inside, like this project did. There's no true format here, only raw, unfiltered expression, free thought. I call myself an unprofessional professional. My calendar might not always align, my calendar might not always align, my studio may not shine with perfection, I'm forgetful even when I write things down or set an alarm. But I am real. I am a real person just like you, a perfect imperfection. I know my heart, how I move and why this platform, my space. It reflects exactly that. I let the content speak for me because it is me. My audience is full of real people who want to hear real voices, voices that resonate with their experiences, their struggles and their victories.
Blakkmomba:That is why your voice matters, because through every note of truth that you share, the narrative changes, life changes, the world changes, one story at a time. It won't be through role models or celebrities or entertainers. Their lives are so far removed from mine and I don't begrudge them that. But there is a way to elevate your status in life and stay humble, but most aren't. Their lives don't reflect or look like mine. Yet we say representation matters. Well, where are the people that look like me, live like me, everyday people living the human experience just like me?
Blakkmomba:Your testimony is vital, even if I never hear it directly. Someone else will, and when they do, they will pay it forward. Your words, extracted from the depths of your experience, give life to someone who is struggling to dispel the distractions and the noise. They give someone the strength to break mental shackles, unchain themselves from curses passed down through generations and reclaim their crown in pursuit of their purpose. That's how we grow. That's how we change the narratives, that's how we rebuild communities and stop allowing the powers at be to water down our divine DNA. We grow through meaningful connections, relevant connections, quality connections, light field connections. We grow when we have steady access to people, places and things that nourish our soul. That is what keeps the fire burning when life goes full bar, when everything seems to spiral into chaos and has it not?
Blakkmomba:Do you not see what is happening in your country and in others around the world? Do you not walk outside your door and feel the hostility in the air? Everyone is on edge, waiting for that spark. Paranoia is embedded in us. I was blessed to be an 80s baby where I could ride my bike across town if I wanted, stay out with friends until the street light came on. We didn't need constant supervision, because the community was the supervision Word would get home before you did about you misbehaving, because somebody was always watching. You knew what was up when you heard your first and middle name when you walked in the house. Lord, have mercy if a neighbor walks you home, but those days they're gone.
Blakkmomba:We don't trust nothing or anyone. Nobody is safe and anybody can get it. If you don't see or recognize this, I can't help you. It's clear to see and it's either denial or willful ignorance. Either way, I can't work with either.
Blakkmomba:The world as we know it has a cancer upon it and it has metastasized, and that's why transparency and authenticity is more important than ever, so that we can get to the root of things, dig it up and grow up, elevate and start anew. But the truth is so many of us go unseen, so many go unheard. People are suffering life's attack in silence, with no one to lean on, no one at home, no one at school, no one in our immediate circle who can truly understand our pain. And that kind of silence, that abandonment, it hurts in your soul, it leaves a scar that time alone cannot heal. I believe that someone out there right now needs your voice, needs to hear what you have to say, so that they can find their own. That is what it means to be a light, to illuminate a path in the darkness, even if just for a moment. It's why I step up to this mic each time.
Blakkmomba:This is my purpose, my mission, the reason I talk so damn much, the why, to the why I get so raw with you all and challenge your sensibilities. This is why I'm dedicating this season to the fellas, the brothers in the struggle, to the forgotten kings who often go unseen, unheard, the ones who are constantly misrepresented by narratives that only speak of their failures, their pain and their shortcomings. I want to help these kings shine their light, amplify their voices and shift the narrative so, instead of being trapped by negativity, they can reclaim their power. These are kings who have been shackled by the world's judgment, kings whose emotions have been weaponized against them, who've been forced to wear masks just to survive in a system that tells them to be nothing more than a statistic. And if no one has told you lately, you matter. Your silence does not make you weak, your vulnerability does not make you soft. Your truth is not too much. You deserve to be heard, you deserve to be held, you deserve to be honored. So this season, I'm passing the mic not only so that you can speak, so that you can be felt, because that is what moves culture, that is what saves lives. When your words reach someone who has been isolated by their struggles, when your story touches their heart, that is when real change starts. I want to take a moment here and remind you that every challenge, every setback, every moment of silence has led to this powerful opportunity. We are connecting through stories. We are forming a network of voices that break through the barriers of isolation. We are the ones who turn pain into purpose and darkness into light.
Blakkmomba:I look back on my own journey, on days when the weight of the world felt too heavy, when I felt like a mere bystander in my own life. But even in those moments of despair, I found a spark, a spark that told me to speak, to share, to not let these wounds define me. Every time I step into this space, I share not just my successes but also my scars, so that others may know that they are not alone. My scars so that others may know that they are not alone. That raw honesty, that fearless vulnerability is what makes us human and what makes you kings. I have had moments where I questioned the very nature of reality, feeling like an actor in a play scripted by forces beyond our control. Yet each time, I chose to reclaim that stage. I chose to break free from the digital chains of a society that only superficially celebrates connection. I choose to remind every person listening that no system can ever define.
Blakkmomba:We live in an era where social media feeds us a stream of curated images and hollow trends, a constant barrage of content that numbs us and distracts us from the raw, unvarnished truth of our experience. It is another system, another trap that's layered. Everything's designed as a trap, from the food you eat to the music you stream, from the jobs you don't get to the credit scores you never asked to inherit Trapdoors on trapdoors, a digital plantation where it sells connection but feeds disconnection. Algorithms disguised as community and kids. They're growing up in concrete jungles, fed on screen time and rage, desensitized to death and trained by TikTok. Numb to love Black boys get set up early.
Blakkmomba:Schools become cages, homes become battlegrounds, streets become graveyards. From birth, our boys are born into systems that were never meant for their freedom. They test them in the third grade to see if they should build them a cell. They grow up in homes missing fathers, some gone by force, some gone by pain. Some of them didn't lose their fathers. They never had one, and for those who did, he might have been too broken himself to teach you how to build. Raised by mothers carrying more than their share of generational weight and an inherent inability to raise a man, creating a toxic environment that they take into their adulthood, that they take into their adulthood, there is no room in this world that gives black boys the space to simply be. They turn to the internet gaming consoles, music videos and memes for mentorship. The timeline becomes a teacher, likes and reposts becomes validation, while healing gets buried beneath hustle, humor and heartbreak.
Blakkmomba:Social media, a modern-day pitfall that disguises itself as a tool for connection and growth, but instead it creates an echo chamber of division. It amplifies negative stereotypes, pushes rhetoric that is harmful and conditions these young minds to emulate the worst parts of society, from TikTok challenges to glorified violence. It's all there, broadcasting in their faces day after day, while they're bombarded with images and videos that tell them who they're supposed to be. But it's not just the media, it's the education system, it's the lack of resources, it's the fact that so many of these young men have never learned how to dream beyond survival. We're not addressing the real root of the problem the lack of love, care and concern for their lives and futures. And how can we expect them to be any different when the world refuses to teach them how to be anything other than victims of a system that's stacked against them?
Blakkmomba:We've seen how the system keeps young black boys locked in a cycle of poverty, limited education and systemic oppression. Schools don't provide the tools for success and systemic oppression. Schools don't provide the tools for success. They provide the tools for failure. From the cradle to the streets, they are forced into survival mode. The lack of opportunities means that the choice for many is simple Survive or risk being swallowed up by the very system that set the trap. The system doesn't fail them. Once they're caught in it, it continues to tighten its grip, ensuring that even if they do find a way out, they are left with scars that follow them everywhere forever.
Blakkmomba:The school-to-prison pipeline is real. It's not a myth. The truth is that it's easier for young black boys to end up incarcerated than it is for them to achieve success. And for those who do make it out of the prison system, the trauma lingers. It sticks to them like glue suffocating any dreams they've managed to hold on to, and it's so mentally mind-blowing. It's tragically unfair, because they're just kids, kids who haven't had a chance to grow, to learn, to develop without being burdened by circumstances beyond their control.
Blakkmomba:How many people ever consider the true impact of growing up without love, without family, without guidance? It's this dysfunction, the absence of healthy connection, that breeds this cycle of destruction. Then add in the pressure of biology, the developmental changes happening in their bodies and brains, impulses and emotions they can't understand or control, and we wonder why mental health in our communities is a crisis. The problem isn't just one thing, it's the entire environment. It's the mix of social media, toxic media, bad influences and a lack of family support that sets the stage for these kids to fall prey to destructive paths. How can we expect children who are so vulnerable to understand this on their own? How can we expect them to thrive in an environment that actively works against their well-being?
Blakkmomba:The moment a black boy is labeled as trouble, that label sticks with him for life, from the schools to the streets. The system tells him that he's not worth much. He's either a threat to society or a problem that needs to be fixed, that mental isolation starts early, and once he's caught up in the system, it becomes even harder to break out. And that brings me to another point isolation. Whether it's in prison or in their own communities, isolation is a killer.
Blakkmomba:It's been said that babies cannot survive outside the womb without human touch. Not survive outside the womb without human touch. The energy, the healing that comes from simple touch is irreplaceable. But in prison or in many marginalized communities, that touch is absent. These men are stripped of their humanity and left to exist in their most primal form, broken. Left to exist in their most primal form broken, angry, lost. And when they're released they return to a world that's moved on without them, where they no longer recognize the faces of those they used to know their lives had been frozen in time while the world outside kept spinning. How do you reconcile with that? How do you return to a society after years in a system that's reduced you to an animalistic state? How do you rebuild relationships, especially when you've lost touch with everyone who once mattered? It's not easy. It's damn near impossible for most, especially when the world around you is built to remind you that you're nothing more than a statistic.
Blakkmomba:Once you're out, the obstacles are far from over. The system doesn't just release you and expect you to integrate smoothly into society. No, they set up barriers. Barriers housing, employment and basic human dignity. If you've been to prison, you're branded, you're a felon, and those barriers just don't go away. If you've got kids, you're hit with child support obligations you can't meet because you can't get a job, and if you can't pay it, you face even more legal consequences. So you say fuck it and go get it by any means necessary to not be labeled as a deadbeat or a broke-ass nigga. There's no escape, no room to breathe. It's a never-ending cycle and it's designed that way for the isolation to appear never-ending.
Blakkmomba:So where do these men go? Where are the resources to help them re-enter society? Who can they turn to? Some places offer transitional programs, halfway houses, but many men come out and have nowhere to go, no one to turn to, no one to trust and no opportunities. They ask for a hand up and not a hand out, but hands are hiding in plain sight. It's a cruel cyclic process designed to keep them isolated and to force them back into the system.
Blakkmomba:Recidivism it has always been about recidivism, never about rehabilitation. And, when they speak out, cry for help if they ever do they're met with. He's weak, he's soft, he's sassy. You better man up, stop crying like a little bitch, like a little girl, stop whining like a baby and be a man. The truth is, many of these boys and men have never had a safe space to unpack what they've survived and or are surviving. And survival is not weakness, it's wisdom.
Blakkmomba:But the questions must be asked. Where are the mentors? Who's stepping up to help guide these young men before they fall too far into the system? What roles does the community play in all of this? How can we come together to form true fellowship, to support each other? Men can learn from other men, but can men form real connections and help each other stay sane in environments designed to break them?
Blakkmomba:Iron sharpens iron. That's the phrase we hear so often. But what happens when we don't have the right kind of iron around us? What happens when the iron we hear so often? But what happens when we don't have the right kind of iron around us? What happens when the iron we surround ourselves with only sharpens our anger, bitterness and pain? The truth is, many Black men don't have the support they need to grow, they don't have brothers who are willing to help them heal.
Blakkmomba:Too often, the only kind of brotherhood we see is based on toughness, not vulnerability. It's about who can carry the most weight, who can take the most hits, who's the strongest. But strength isn't just about muscle. It's about being able to break down your walls and let someone help you build them back up. Too many black men are stuck in this cycle of competition instead of collaboration. They spend years thinking that their worth comes from how tough they are, how hard they can fight or how much they can endure. I've actually had men tell me after receiving prison time that it wasn't nothing, that they could handle that bid, that they'll do that time. You were not built for cages. To think that you were built, that you were designed to be in a cage? What kind of reality are we living in? Iron can dull itself if it's constantly banging against the wrong surface. It's time for us to redefine what it means to sharpen each other.
Blakkmomba:Real brotherhood and sisterhood is about lifting each other up, not tearing each other down. Real strength comes from a place of vulnerability and empathy. Black men need to stop seeing vulnerability as a weakness and start seeing it as the foundation for growth and strength. Brothers should heal together, not just fight together. These are the questions that need answers. The system isn't just breaking these men down physically. It's isolating them mentally, emotionally and spiritually from the moment they enter the world.
Blakkmomba:This season, I'm shining a light on the traps you don't even know you're walking into Because, like that old board game Mousetrap, the system is a slick, diabolical setup with traps within traps within traps Designed to break your body, mind and spirit until you comply or die or simply disappear. Kings Unchained is a platform where I'll showcase those who embody resilience, rawness and realness. These are the brothers who face battles unseen by the world and carry burdens others will never understand. But it's not just about hearing their stories. It's about shifting the narrative around what it means to be a black man. It's about breaking free from stereotypes and reclaiming space to express vulnerability, strength, joy and love on their terms and putting some respect back on the name of Black men.
Blakkmomba:I'm bringing men who are not just surviving, but men who are breaking free from the chains that society has put on them. These men come from all walks of life. They are fathers, mentors, entrepreneurs, former gang members turned community leaders, former felons who've turned their lives around therapists, gamers, activists and more. They're going to share their stories, their struggles, their growth and their healing. Men who have gone through trauma and found a way to rise above it, who've created their own lanes and who are unapologetically building a legacy of greatness. These men have been through it all and now they're stepping into their power.
Blakkmomba:Each guest brings something different and no two episodes will feel the same. Each episode will dive deep into a specific theme or issue that is vital to the Black male experience. We'll talk about fatherhood and what it means to be a Black father in a society that often doesn't value Black lives. We'll discuss mental health, something that too many Black men avoid talking about. We'll talk about relationships, how we love and are loved, and how to navigate the complex dynamics between Black men and women. We'll talk about relationships, how we love and are loved, and how to navigate the complex dynamics between Black men and women. We'll talk about success, failure and overcoming obstacles, from those who have faced prison time to those who have come out on the other side as powerful entrepreneurs.
Blakkmomba:Dysfunctional families, the psychological warfare of fatherlessness, the cataclysmic clash between biology and broken environments, social medias, digital chains designed as connection, rage with no outlet, skin starvation and spiritual isolation, the cost of returning to a world that's moved on without you, and so much more. I'm digging deep into the roots, into the traps, into the cracks in the concrete where our boys grow up without love, without boundaries, without being seen as children. I'm asking them who were you before the system got its hands on you? Who believed in you? If anyone did at all? How do you find peace in isolation when even a simple human touch becomes a memory? I want to ask about their own experiences growing up. What were they like before they fell into these traps? What were their dreams? Who was there to mentor them, to show them that there was another way? We never get the full story. We see the outcome but not the origin. They label the man, but not the boy who was never allowed to cry. They judge the silence but never ask what it costs to stay quiet for so damn long.
Blakkmomba:I'm not just doing this to point out the flaws in the system. I'm here to change them. This is about rebuilding, about showing that there is not just power in being Black, but that being Black is power itself. This is about forging a new future, one where Black men feel free to be who they were always meant to be, no longer bound by a system that profits off their pain, their silence and their suffering. I'm not doing this to sensationalize pain or glorify perfection. I'm doing this to stand witness to the humanity in Black masculinity, to sit in virtual rooms where truth can breathe, where healing can happen, not through performative soundbites and scripted formats, but through real conversation.
Blakkmomba:This is about Black men whose names we call when it's too late, and the ones still breathing, still battling, still breaking cycles in real time. This is about connection, community conversation. This is about honoring the voices that don't fit neatly into headlines or highlight reels. It's raw, it's messy, it's human. This is about pulling all of that and more to the surface. It's about unlearning the conditioning. It's about reminding our kings who the hell they are. That's the mission To hold space for truth, to shine light in places society tells us to forget To say the names of boys turned men, locked away before they ever had a chance to live. So this season we unchained the kings, and I'm doing that by having the conversations they never wanted us to have, Because somewhere along the way we stopped asking the real questions. I'm pulling the veil back on the system within the system, diving deep into prison hierarchies, trauma, bonding the brotherhood that forms when survival is all you've got.
Blakkmomba:We're talking about the price of pride, the weight of absence, the child left behind watching their siblings go off with their dad while they wait alone. How that pain grows into anger, rebellion, self-harm or silence, digital hustle and creative freedom, accountability and ancestral healing, brotherhood, betrayal Sexuality, building legacy, owning your voice and standing tall in your light. We will also dive deep into love and support Not just romantic love, but the love that heals, the love that builds, the love that says you're worthy of everything good in this world, no matter what anyone else says. But many black men don't know what it's like to experience unconditional love. They're taught that love is a weakness, that showing vulnerability means you're soft or less of a man. The truth is real love is strength. Real love is the ability to open up, to let someone else see your scars and to trust that they will help you heal.
Blakkmomba:We need to redefine love within the black male experience. Love is not just about sex or receiving affection. It's about healing, growing and lifting each other up. The black community, especially black men, need to be given permission to love themselves and each other in ways that break away from toxic masculinity. Real love doesn't just come from the people around you. It starts within. When you love yourself, you can give love freely. And when you're surrounded by love, healing becomes possible. The role of Black women in this is critical. We must ask how can we support our men, how can we be more empathetic, more understanding of the traumas and struggles they face, especially those who've been formerly incarcerated? These are the conversations that are vital for healing, for bridging the gap between the pain of the past and the hope for the future.
Blakkmomba:I'm a Black woman. Woman and I know firsthand the hurt, pain and trauma that men can cause. I know how they can wound us, how they can leave scars that sometimes feel impossible to heal. But despite it all, I'm still here speaking to them, black men, because I see them. I see their pain, their resilience, their strength. I see their potential and I refuse to let them stay hidden in the shadows. Black men, their survival is intertwined with our survival. We need each other to rise. This isn't just about them stepping into their power. This is about us healing together. This is about Black men and Black women working in tandem to create a future we both deserve. They want us to forget that our bloodlines run through kings, queens, warriors, geniuses and visionaries.
Blakkmomba:And finally, we'll talk about pride, the pride of Black men. Where has it gone? The pride that stood tall, made men like Kutukente defy oppression with nothing but willpower and spirit? We need to bring that back. These traps, these systems are designed to rob them of their pride, but it's still in them. We just have to help them find it again. We have to remind them who they are and we have to remind ourselves. Every voice matters. Every story is valuable, and it's time for Black men to start sharing their stories, because their experiences, their truths, are the blueprint for our survival.
Blakkmomba:You're going to hear pain, but also peace, redemption, rebirth, real love. You're going to hear power. Power is not just something you possess, but something you are. This isn't just about talking about the struggles. It's about understanding them and taking active steps to overcome them. But here's the thing Even though this season honors Black men, it isn't just for Black men. It's for everyone to see that we all, regardless of gender or race, have a part to play in shifting the culture and supporting each other. It's about acknowledging their worth, their resilience and the beauty that lies in their journey. It's about giving them a platform to share not only their pain, but their growth, their healing and their triumphs. It's for everyone who believes in the power of community, for everyone who believes in the power of community, healing and authenticity. It's for those who want to understand the complexity of Black manhood and the struggles that come with it, but also the power and greatness that it holds.
Blakkmomba:I want to believe that, after all of this, the message is clear, but if it still isn't for some, let me reiterate again I am here to shine a light on Black men, to honor them, to amplify their voices, to give them their space to speak their truth, to tell their stories and redefine themselves on their terms. And truthfully, I've been sitting with this for a long time, wondering, praying, reflecting about why now? Why this moment? Why do I, a soft, feminine black woman, feel called to hold space for black men in this particular way? And the answer? It's layered, because I've seen the damage. I've watched black boys grow up without seeing themselves reflected in a light of truth. I've seen black men wear masks for so long that they forgot their real face underneath, and I've seen black women, too, learning how to protect themselves from the unhealed masculinity, all while craving its sacred presence but simultaneously existing in their masculine energy, praying for softness.
Blakkmomba:I wanted to open up a space that is healing for the collective, where we unearth stories that get buried beneath trauma, ego, survival and performance, where we hear from real voices, because the world keeps trying to define black men without them. Mass media keeps scripting their story, casting them as threats or jokes, or stats. Social media keeps encouraging them to posture, to flex, to sell themselves in clips, captions and for a get this performance bonus. I wonder if the pun was intended. And let me be clear this isn't a fix. The black man season. This is, see, the black man season. This is about reminding our brothers of their divinity, their royal ancestral DNA, their power to not just survive but to thrive, to take up space to rest, to feel, to be held without fear or judgment.
Blakkmomba:So when I think about why I do this, why I've dedicated this space, this podcast, this entire season, to you, my brothers, I understand. It's not just for you, it's for all of those who will hear your voice, who will hear your story. It's for the ones who will come across this message at just the right moment, when their soul needs it most. Maybe they don't have a mentor to guide them, maybe they don't have anyone who truly sees them, but through this they'll have you. They'll have your testimony, your journey, the blueprint, and, trust me, your journey is not insignificant. The quiet battles, the daily wins that no one else sees, the tears shed in solitude they matter. They matter more than you realize.
Blakkmomba:Every step, every moment of pain, every small victory you have is not only a part of your story, but a part of someone else's survival guide. You may not think it, you may not even feel it, but you are teaching, you are leading. You are showing someone that there's another way to be, a way to live outside of the traps society has set for you, outside the narrow boxes they want to confine you in. You are showing them that black men can heal, can love, can dream. You are showing them that being a man doesn't mean being cold, doesn't mean being silent, doesn't mean being numb. It means being human, and that's something the world too often forgets. And for those who haven't had the chance to step into their power yet, for those who still feel like they're being swallowed by the weight of the world. Let me remind you this is not the end of your story. You are still here, you are still breathing, and every breath you take is proof that you've got more to give, more to create, more to become.
Blakkmomba:When I say kings unchained, it's not just a phrase, it's a call to action, it's a call to break free, to redefine what it means to be a black man, not based on the narratives others have written for them, but based on who they truly are, in their fullest, unfiltered, unapologetic humanity. We are rewriting the script and we are doing it together, and so I'll keep coming back, I'll keep speaking, keep sharing, keep amplifying the voices that are too often hushed by the noise of this world, because when we speak, when we take up space, when we share our truth, we are creating a ripple that would carry far beyond our reach. The mission of Kings Unchained is about telling a story we've never fully heard. These black men have been in the trenches, some fighting for survival, some fighting for peace. They'll teach us that healing isn't just linear, that black men can be vulnerable without being weak, and that it's okay to show up for yourself even when the world expects you to just keep moving. They will challenge you, push you and inspire you. These guests are not going to sugarcoat things. They're not going to pretend that everything's perfect. They're going to tell you the truth, the hard truth, but they're also going to tell you how they found strength in their struggles.
Blakkmomba:For centuries we've been carrying the weight of history on our backs our fathers, mothers, grandparents and ancestors. We've carried the trauma, the grief, the anger and the pride of generations before us. Yet we stand here, resilient, unbroken and still moving forward. We have to remember the value of connection. In a world that often seeks to divide us, in a world where we are constantly told to compete, to isolate ourselves, to be separate from one another, we must stand firm in the belief that connection is where true power lies. It is in our shared humanity and our shared experiences that we find the strength to overcome any challenge.
Blakkmomba:When we connect, we amplify our voices. I believe in the power of our voices. I believe in the beauty of our connections. I believe that together we can change the world, but it starts with us. It starts with each of us choosing to speak up, to stand strong, to challenge the stories that have been told about us and to rewrite the narratives in our own image. It starts with us creating space where everyone is seen, where everyone is heard and where everyone can thrive. Our voices matter. I can't say it enough Our voices matter. Know that your voice, your story, your struggle is the light that can guide someone out of their darkness. I know that the collective power of our voices is what will pave the way for a future where every king and queen can stand tall and unchained.
Blakkmomba:And if you're hearing this right now, I want you to do one thing Pass it forward. If you know a brother who's been silent, tell him to tap in. If you know someone who's been fighting life alone, send him this episode. Let him know there's space for him here. And if you know a sister who needs her faith restored in black men, send her here as well.
Blakkmomba:We don't heal in isolation. We heal through community. We heal through isolation. We heal through community. We heal through connection. We heal through storytelling, raw and unfiltered, not watered down, not edited for the algorithms.
Blakkmomba:Stand with me, stand with each other. This is your time. You are worthy of success. You are worthy of love. You are worthy of respect. You are worthy of being the king you were always meant to be. I want you to take this moment to commit. Commit to your healing, commit to breaking the chains of trauma, commit to being the best version of yourself For you, for your family, for your community and, most importantly, commit to showing up for other Black men, because when Black men show up for each other, they unlock the full potential of our collective greatness. Iron sharpens iron, remember. I know it's not easy, I know the journey feels heavy and sometimes it feels like you're fighting this battle alone, but trust me when I say you are not alone.
Blakkmomba:As a Black woman, I've seen the trauma you carry. I felt it in my bones. Seen the trauma you carry, I felt it in my bones. But here's the thing I still love you. I still see the king in you. Despite the wounds, despite the hurt, despite everything, I know that within you is a force greater than anything this world has ever seen. You, black man, have been stripped of your birthright, but it's time to reclaim it. The crown was never meant to be taken from you. The trauma that has been passed down through generations, the wars that have been fought against you, the systematic efforts to break your spirit and silence your potential they're coming to an end. We will reactivate the King Gene. And what do I mean when I say King Gene? I mean the very essence of who you are Innate strength, resilience, intelligence and purpose that resides in your DNA. It's about reconnecting with that gene, that deep, ancient and primal energy that says I am a king, a lion, and I have everything I need to rise. We will unlock that power together and set the stage for the next generation of Black kings to build, not just survive, but thrive.
Blakkmomba:So if you're ready to change the narrative, if you're ready to be a part of something bigger than yourself, here's what I ask Stay locked in, subscribe, share, show up, grab the merch that carries message and if something moves, you reach out. This isn't just for consumption, it's for community. This is the beginning of something powerful. The first conversation drops in a few weeks, so stay right here with me. Until then, never forget you are seen, you are heard, you are a king. But if you do, I'll be here to remind you. Well, kings and queens, as promised, here we are on the other side of another rabbit hole. The other side of another rabbit hole, safe and sound. I know it was heavy, I know it was a lot. So if you hung in with me for its entirety, I see you, I love you and I thank you. Thank you for being here, for being present, for being invested in this mission.
Blakkmomba:I'm not going to keep you long in this outro, especially after dropping over 9,000 words that just poured out of me in preparation for this season. But I do need to make this clear Just because these conversations are honoring Black men doesn't mean they're only for Black men. These episodes are for everyone to listen, to learn, to heal, because when kings step into their power, we all rise. That's the mission, that's the assignment.
Blakkmomba:Kings Unchained Chapter 3, will return week after next with our very first conversation with a black king and a dope soul. I'm still deciding who I'll drop first, but, honestly, every conversation I've recorded so far and I know the ones that are still coming are nothing short of divine. They're rich, they're real and I'll know they'll resonate. I'm here to sound the alarm. I'm sending y'all a smoke signal. This is my code blue. I need all hands on deck. I need your support, I need your love. I need your ears, your shares, your comments.
Blakkmomba:This is more than a podcast. This is a movement. Let's flood these digital plantations with content of substance, content that vibrates higher, that lifts people up, not tear them down. If you haven't already, please subscribe, leave a review and share this episode. Mamba Ron, unfiltered, is streaming on all major platforms for your listening, pleasure and elevation. Drop your feedback and help me fight a machine that keeps pushing negativity and division day after day, scroll after scroll. I can't fight this fight alone, so help me, help Black Kings, help the world by sharing these stories, by amplifying these voices, by pushing this content to the front of the algorithm, because time is critical and I don't know how much of it we have left, but what I do know is that I'll be here doing my best to stay ready, so we never have to get ready Until next time. You know the drill Be good, be safe, stay healthy, stay dangerous. I love you. Oh, and before I go, don't forget, drink your water. Water is life, peace, love and light. Bye.