Y’all want me to talk about Clive Davis? Okay, let’s do it, but I’m telling y’all right now, this story already took a turn that I was not expecting. So, Clive Davis is over Arista, which is over Diddy’s Bad Boy Records. Now, rumor has it, allegedly, Diddy got on his knees for Clive Davis in 1994, and that’s how Bad Boy Records came about. Gender? And I did find that I could be attracted to a man while I still am very attracted to a woman. I just kind of shot a shot because my focus right now is Sean KS.

Okay, tell us why; tell us why because he’s using music and entertainment to say that Clive Davis has been pulling the strings and has long been rumored to have had a secret relationship with Diddy, spanning over five years. While Diddy’s success in the industry is undeniable, there’s always been some confusion about how he achieved it so easily. So Jaguar Wright doesn’t beat around the bush; she’s saying Diddy’s been pulling strings backstage, using his music catalog to get rich and powerful. But what’s the deal that got him to the top? Did it involve something deeper? People are saying that Clive has been trying to sacrifice Diddy for a long time now, and it looks like that time might be now.

It seems like at the end of the day, Diddy’s evil can be traced back to the man who molded him: Clive Davis. Diddy isn’t just another big shot in the music biz; he’s a walking, talking testament to everything that’s messed up about the industry. But here’s the kicker: behind every monster, there’s usually a mentor who helped mold them into the beast they are. Enter Clive Davis, the heavyweight music exec whose name’s practically synonymous with legends like TLC, Whitney Houston, and Brandy. Back in the ’90s, when hip hop was bubbling up, Diddy caught Davis’s eye. Diddy had this vision that hip hop was going to blow up big time, and he managed to sell Clive on the idea. Next thing you know, Clive’s bankrolling Diddy’s Bad Boy Records, taking him under his wing, and teaching him the ropes. With Clive’s backing, Diddy skyrockets to hip-hop mogul status, reaching heights he never could have dreamed of without Clive in his corner.

Now here’s where it gets shady: industry whispers have been swirling for ages about what really went down between Diddy and Clive back in the day. See, it’s not just about music; rumor has it that Diddy went above and beyond to please Clive, if you catch my drift. Apparently, Diddy got his start by, uh, getting down on his knees for Clive Davis back in ’94, which apparently birthed Bad Boy Records. There’s talk that Diddy got cozy with Clive in more ways than one, allegedly even keeping their romance on the DL for five long years.

And just when you thought it was all hearsay, Clive goes and spills the tea himself in his memoir. He straight up admits he’s into both men and women, confirming what many suspected all along. Well, first of all, I was only turning to ‘B’ after my second marriage failed, so that it was not an issue through my life. Neither of my marriages were affected; I was totally attracted to women. When the marriage failed in the mid-80s, I opened myself up to the possibility that I could have a relationship with a man as well as the two that I had with women. Suddenly, those rumors about Diddy paying a dark price for his success don’t seem so far-fetched.

You’re in a relationship with a man right now; do you think that, do you hope that, by being honest, it will be better understood as a result of your honesty? I do. I honestly do have that hope. I know for me, if for any reason this relationship were not to continue, I’m still attracted to women, so that it, you know, doesn’t have to be only one thing or another for me. It’s the person. I’m in a monogamous relationship; I respect monogamy.

Clive’s been pretty quiet about who his partner is, but everyone knows Diddy’s been hanging around him a lot at fancy events and stuff. They’re tight, and it’s not hard to see they’ve got a real bond going on. Clive’s been pretty open about his own love life, but Diddy’s been keeping mum, and that’s got people talking. I mean, we’ve got stories popping up left and right about Diddy encounters that make you raise an eyebrow, like did he try to make moves on 50 Cent? And what’s with the whole towel situation with Ja Rule? And let’s not forget the accidental slip-up about waking up next to Usher. “My brother right here from day one, we used to wake up and I mean, damn, pause, but like T out, I mean, I mean, back in the days.”

But wait, there’s more. Remember Jaguar Wright? She’s the one who blew the lid off Diddy’s shady dealings with artists, claiming he’s got a taste for some pretty scandalous stuff. According to her, there’s this lawyer who spilled the beans about catching Diddy and singer Christopher Williams in a compromising position during a business meeting. She witnessed something that was disturbing to her. But what was really disturbing to her was a conversation that she had with Diddy after. See, Christopher Williams, I don’t know, I guess he wanted to sign. I don’t know what happened, but Puff was supposed to be giving him a demo deal, and he gave him a demo deal. And I guess it was supposed to turn into an album deal, which that never happened. But this young woman walked in to get approval or some paperwork, see, and uh, when she walked in the door wasn’t locked, so she didn’t think twice about just walking in. And when she walked in, she saw Christopher Williams performing for Puff. Now from what she said to me, um, it was disturbing because, you know, they didn’t stop. She just walked out.

And while it’s all still up in the air, it’s not exactly shocking, given Diddy’s track record. It’s like the floodgates of truth have burst wide open with more and more voices stepping forward to spill the beans on Diddy’s not-so-secret activities. And it all started after Cassie paved the way for everyone else to speak up against him. So we all know Cassie decided to take legal action against Diddy, slapping him with a lawsuit all for the emotional roller coaster she endured during their decade-long relationship. Now, while some people might have had their suspicions about Diddy being a shady character, nobody was really throwing shade his way in the industry until Cassie decided to spill the tea. According to her, it wasn’t just about Diddy putting hands on her; she was accusing him of some seriously twisted stuff, like turning her into his own personal love puppet. Cassie claims Diddy would set up these freak-offs where she’d be getting cozy with hired help while Diddy played the role of the voyeur, chilling in the corner. And get this, she says he had her on some heavy substances just to keep up with his wild fantasies. Now, when this bombshell hit the media, everyone was expecting Diddy to face the music. But guess what? Dude decides to settle the whole thing out of court, and the cherry on top? He’s reportedly throwing around stacks of cash, maybe even upwards of $50 million, to make it all go away. But hold up, if Diddy’s innocent, why cough up the cash to silence Cassie?

And even though Diddy’s trying to sweep this under the rug fast, it’s clear he’s got some serious clout. I mean, he’s got the power to make NYPD investigations vanish into thin air. And let’s not forget about Cassie’s safety in all this; she had the foresight to slap a restraining order on Diddy after they called it quits, which might be the only thing keeping her out of harm’s way. But make no mistake, if Diddy’s looking to make her disappear, he’s going to play the long game, just like he did with Kim Porter. We’re talking waiting it out, laying low, and then bam, blame it on whatever’s convenient, just like last time.

Now, take Exhibit, for instance. He’s out here claiming Diddy dragged him along to a gay club for a night of partying. “You, Puffy, calls me outside. He’s like, ‘Hey man, you know the um, that girl, you know about the girl, you?’ I’m like, ‘Yeah, [] yeah, everybody know about you know what I’m saying, what’s happening, you know.’ He’s like, ‘Uh, you know, that’s the devil, man, you know what I’m saying.’ I was like, ‘What you mean that’s the devil, the devil got a M?’ I was like, ‘What you mean that’s a double, you know?’ And then he was like, ‘Yeah, man, she, she videotaped you with fingers in the booty, you know what I’m saying?’ I, I heard finger, what? Said so Puffy tells you she will videotape you with fingers in the, and I was like, ‘What the [] does that mean? Does that mean confess?’ So then, so then I go back in the house, and I ask her what the [] you talking about. He said you film her, yeah, I did ask him. He’s just like, whatever, he went off and did his [], and he’s not the only one pointing fingers.”

Comedian Fat Jew’s got a story to tell too, and it’s a juicy one. According to Fat Jew, he stumbled upon a rather intimate scene at a Miami bash thrown by none other than Diddy himself. Picture this: Fat Jew’s wandering around trying to find the bathroom in Diddy’s swanky mansion when he accidentally stumbles into a room straight out of a Roman fantasy. There’s a bunch of dudes lounging about, all very cozy if you catch my drift, and right in the middle of it all, you guessed it, Diddy and Felix the house cat getting cozy with a bottle of Hennessy and each other. “I went to a party on Star Island in Miami, uh, where P Diddy has a private residence. I had no business being there. I was with a famed house producer who was DJing the party, sure, and I will keep his name out of it, yep. And I took a whole bunch of exy ’cause everyone there was taking exy. It was basically me and like beautiful ethnic models, like just beautiful women. So I’m like kind of stumbling around, it’s like you know, it’s all like you know my man is telling me that like you know every third person is some executive, you know, got behind the scenes guys who I don’t recognize. It’s a high-end crowd, very high end. And there’s no joke, there’s maybe 100. I open a door and in that room, there are a bunch of men, and they’re all kind of like very like Romanesque, like laying about and, you know, kind of like very like kind of leaning on each other, not really spooning, but like conversationally spooning, like if you were spooning but facing each other and like leaning up on your side, yeah, it would almost be the prelude to yes, oh absolutely, oh my God, oh my God, it was so prelude. So so I look, so I have I’m there for a very brief amount of time because I open the door, and clearly I’m not supposed to be in there. And I look and who is lounging in my direct eyeline? Puff Daddy and Felix the house cat, famed house music producers are basically spooning each other. I swear to God, they’re basically spooning, and they’re drinking a glass of Hennessy, and they’re like sharing it.”

He’s out here spilling the tea on what he saw, and it’s got him sweating bullets. I mean, wouldn’t you be nervous if you stumbled upon the Kingpin of the music industry in a compromising position? But Fat Jew is playing it smart by putting it all out there on a public podcast. He’s banking on safety in numbers. After all, ain’t nobody going to mess with the guy who’s shouting the truth from the rooftops. Remember Jay Versace, the Vine sensation? Yeah, he’s got a story too. It all happened after a bunch of women posted a video of them jumping around on Diddy’s bed. Now Jay, he could relate to them, so he dropped a comment that left everyone shook. According to him, Diddy invited him over to his mansion during the peak of his career, only to allegedly bend him over that same massive outdoor bed where Jay saw women jumping around.

Now, all these shady dealings, yeah, they’re like a family tradition passed down from Diddy’s mentor, Clive Davis. Seems like old Clive taught Diddy more than just the ins and outs of the music biz; he schooled him on how to make problems disappear too. Some even speculate that Clive’s hand might have been behind the downfall of artists like Whitney Houston. While most of the world knows her tragic end as a result of substance abuse, there’s a chilling theory floating around the web that suggests otherwise. According to some fans online, Whitney’s death wasn’t a result of her own struggles but instead a calculated move orchestrated by none other than Clive Davis himself. The whispers suggest that Whitney was seen as expendable, a relic of the past in an industry constantly hungry for fresh faces. And so the theory goes, Clive saw fit to eliminate her, clearing the path for newer, younger talent like Brandy to take the stage. But it gets even more sinister: an investigator claims to have uncovered evidence suggesting foul play in Whitney’s death, defensive wounds that don’t quite add up with the official narrative of her death. And the timing of it all is enough to send shivers down your spine. Clive Davis hosting a pre-Grammy party in the very hotel where Whitney’s lifeless body was discovered? Now that’s just messed up.

People couldn’t wrap their heads around how they were popping bottles downstairs while Whitney’s lifeless body was upstairs. Someone wrote, “What kind of friend would be able to