Vic Mensa Talks Mental Health, Prescription Drugs & Hip-Hop

Featured on Billboard. Author: Megan Armstrong

Is there anything you feel uncomfortable talking about? Vic Mensa simply answered "no," and it was by far the shortest answer to any question he was asked in a conversation with Billboard.

We talked over the phone early on Sunday afternoon, hours before he opened for JAY-Z's 4:44 Tour at the Barclays Center, night one of a two-night stand in Brooklyn. But even so, he certainly didn't rest his voice. In fact, he busted out in a casual performance of sorts -- spitting Notorious B.I.G., Geto Boys and Grandmaster Flash verses from memory to illustrate hip-hop's longstanding relationship with mental health.

All of this to say: If you're going to talk with Vic Mensa, or even listen to his debut album The Autobiography, you better come prepared.

You're a little over halfway through your 4:44 North American tour run with JAY-Z. How do you feel?

I feel amazing. I think the tour -- it’s one of those special concert experiences where someone in the audience can leave with so much more than a night of music that they know and love if they choose to. It’s like, I think that there’s just real value in the ideas. In the ideas that are the backbone of the concert. It’s full of pearls of wisdom and concepts that you can use to really grow with if you choose to.

The news is still pretty fresh that Lil Peep has unexpectedly died. They're saying it's a suspected overdose, and while he was alive, Peep was very explicit about the pains he was trying to numb. Why do you think drugs are so prevalent as a coping mechanism?

Well, what other coping mechanism is presented to us? I have a lot of personal experience bouncing around between psychiatrists and therapists and being fed pills, while at the same time being told that if I don’t stop doing drugs I’m gonna ruin my life. They act like what they’re giving us is not drugs. You can go into a psychiatrist sometimes and just feel that this person’s only role and their only desire is to write you a prescription, get a check and send you out the door.

I really start to ask, like, at what point and time do we start holding the manufacturers of Xanax accountable? The prescribers of Xanax and Percocet, at what point and time do the people that literally make these products in labs and mass produce them -- when are these people criminals?

The enablers?

Not even just enablers -- actual murderers. They are making the murder weapon, and there’s no way I can propose that this is the most effective, logical treatment for these mental illnesses.

How would you describe mental and emotional health's relationship with hip-hop in your experience?

Well, you know, I think hip-hop’s always been thinking about the mental effects of situations that inform hip-hop. All the way back to Grandmaster Flash -- kind of like, “Don’t push me ‘cause I’m close to the edge / I’m trying not to lose my head.” You know what I mean? It’s about being in the hood and, like, I’m close to the motherfucking edge, and we know how that feels. All the way to Biggie: “People look at you like you’s the user / Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha abuser / But they don’t know about your stress-filled day / Baby on the way, mad bills to pay / That’s why you drink Tanqueray.” Or fucking Geto Boys: “It’s fucked up when your mind’s playin’ tricks on ya.”

Hip-hop has always been speaking about the way your brain is manipulated by stress and struggle because hip-hop is borne from struggle. Point blank. As is the blues and just [that] music in general. It’s so potent because they come from this place of extreme struggle. At this point in time, I feel that the relationship of hip-hop and mental health and mental illness has become just blatantly obvious from a depressed, self-medicating standpoint but also strangely glorified in that these artists are taking Xanax pills on Instagram. Like, in photographs. And have created their entire wave around prescription drugs. Not only is it a piece of the music, it’s the backbone, it’s the driving force behind the image and the music.

To be honest, it’s like, on one hand I almost don’t even feel that I have a right to chastise anybody because I’ve fucking done it. I’ve rapped about Xanax. I regret it. I don’t rap about it anymore, but I have some lines about taking Xanax. I just think that we’re in such a dangerous place now because it’s been normalized and the drug abuse has been reduced to like a marketing tactic. You got Future talking about “I just rap about drugs because I know that’s what sells, that’s what people want to hear.” While people are overdosing left and right.

It’s really representative of the state of the nation, but it’s also horribly irresponsible because you got kids that idolize these people and will do anything they do. They’re being misled but their fucking heroes and getting addicted to Xans or Percocets and dying from them. So, it’s pretty fucked.

You've disclosed that in the past, in the thrushes of your addiction, your drugs of choice were mushrooms, acid, molly, Adderall, etc., some of which Peep admitted to using too. How reflective does his death make you about your own addictions and demons? Did you have any moment of reflection, or are you past that in your life?

Well, I mean, Lil Peep’s death didn’t really make me think about myself very much. It made me think a little bit more about people around me. I look at my own situation differently because I didn’t create an identity for myself out of my explicit drug use. I created an identity and maybe at points in time addiction has played a role in it, but I see my situation being different. As tragic as it is to lose young artists and young people in general, every action has a consequence.

And when your identity revolves around abusing prescription drugs, you will die from overdosing on prescription drugs. Point blank. You know? It’s not surprising. Like I said, it’s still tragic, but it doesn’t make me have a new lens on my own life because I’m not caught off guard. When friends of mine that spend all their time drinking lean and poppin’ pills start having seizures, I just pray they get better and try to talk to them. But, you know, my perspective isn’t shifted because I recognize that things you do, they affect you -- and some stories have an obvious outcome.

You were talking about prescription drugs and therapists and wondering how they even think it’s the most effective coping mechanism or treatment...

I don’t think they think it’s the most effective. I’m saying I don’t think that drug manufacturers and the doctors that prescribe them believe Xanax and Percocet or anything are the most effective treatments for the various ailments for which they’re prescribed. I think they think they are the most profitable and the most addictive treatments. If your job is to sell a product, then the best thing you can have is an addict. You know what I mean? You know they coming back. They’re not paid by a fixed government state. They’re paid by private citizens every visit, and the drug manufacturers make a dollar from every sold product so you gotta expect them to be operating from a profit-loss standpoint.

So what coping mechanisms and treatments have you found over time are most effective for you?

For me, meditation. I think that in general just the lifestyle that we live is really influential to the various illnesses people deal with because a lot of shit isn’t natural. I look around -- I’m drinking water. My body is what? Like 99 percent water or something. But I drink all of my water out of, like, plastic containers. You know what I mean? What is plastic? My body is not one percent plastic, but the way that I ingest the water that runs through all of my veins is almost strictly out of plastic. There’s something wrong with that. Clearly, I’m going to be having some unnatural reactions in my body -- just from water. And I ain’t even talking about the pills. I just think it’s unavoidable when we live this manufactured, plastic life, man.

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