A film about a pimp taking the plunge and working towards his dream of being a rapper. An (apparently) warts and all look at a section of black American culture.
I can't say I know too much about any of this, and I have no idea if it's true to life, but the characters are believable and their interactions are at times inspiring, or hilarious, or gross, at other times, curious.
Perhaps the main message for me from this film is a really good reiteration of `it's not what you do, but how you do it, that really counts.'
Why? Because I don't really get hip-hop/rap, and it has little value to me (although some of the vocal agility is incredible to hear), but seeing the people in the film basing their lives and love around it in such an earnest, believable way just reminds me that anything any of us does is ultimately pointless: its our commitment and dedication that makes our ultimately pointless endeavours carry the meaning and value that we mostly appear to crave.
It's a good, life-affirming film. Framed in a fairly rough setting.