Eddie Griffin and a co-host clash over conspiracy theories surrounding a celebrity death. One pushes back hard against online speculation, defends the deceased's character and Hollywood respect, and shares a personal memory of growing up with Malcolm Jamal Warner.
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And then his daughter was what? Not in the water. She was on the beach watching her father swim. Somebody make it make sense to me. Now, nigga, I'm trying to figure out what they want to kill him for. He's the nicest motherfucker on Earth. This is so redundant.
This is what— you know what, and a lot of times we let people lightness on the internet slide when they come out with these ridiculous conspiracy theories, when the natural order of life is that people die, okay? We all will. It is very unfortunate that a good guy who happened to have a clean record— he didn't have any bad publicity out here, um, he was a stand-up guy, he was a family man, he was loved by Hollywood, and he was also loved you know, by the public. We grew up with Malcolm Jamal Warner, and it's just— it's sad when these types of things happen.