Trashtalk Golf Tees By DOC®

For my latest project, I went back to my design roots in basketball trashtalk and reimagined it through the lens of golf. I’ve always prioritized innovation in design—and sometimes, innovation comes from merging two worlds that don’t traditionally go together. In this case, I saw an opportunity to bring the bold graphic language of basketball into the golf space. So for the first time ever, I’m introducing trashtalk golf tees.

With more people from basketball backgrounds now picking up the game, it felt like the perfect moment to connect both cultures. I used to see golf as having a negative stigma—an exclusive community where I didn’t quite belong. But the game has evolved, and so have I. This collection reflects my own personal journey.

Photos by @_jsquared

““Growing up, golf always felt exclusive. I never saw myself in it,” says Canalin. “But the game is evolving, and I wanted to create something for people like me—those raised in basketball who now have a passion for golf.””

— DUSTIN O. CANALIN

Lil Wayne Releases "I'm Sorry" [Video]

The Wait Is Almost Over. Watch the video below.

“She live in Fort Lauderdale and I’m closer to South Beach
I told her to come over, she said, “okay, don’t fall asleep”
She say she can be my housewife and keep my house clean
I said said shut the fuck up, put this dick back in your mouth please
I don’t see nothing wrong with some mouth and lip service
Tunechi in this bitch, I’m tighter than a pinched nerve, bitch
I didn’t answer my phone, I said I couldn’t get service
My new nina just told me that she sick of being a virgin
Bagging up the work for an hour, fingers hurting
Let my bitches help me, before they leave I check they purses
Sorry for the wait, the confusion, the disturbance
Got me movin’ weight, prostitution, and these verses
Whippin’ in this kitchen, in the trap house with my shirt off
I’mma get these millions and I put that on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin’, talkin’ bout the third ward
The DA was a dick and the judge was a jerk off
Got a bad bitch by the curb and like a curveball
Let her drank too much, now her pussy smell like smirnoff
Sleepin’ on chinchilla, boy, I’m cozy like a fur ball
Fuck the other side nigga we could have a turf war
Sorry for the wait I had to drop this part two and shit
Just to let you know that a nigga still doin’ it
Workin’ like a slave on my Roots part two shit
Gotta let em know that Lil Tunechi is still Tunechi bitch
Bop bop bop
Fuck with me wrong, get the hammer
Thank God I’m home from the slammer, was gone for the hammer
Stompin’ the yard like a gamma, niggas was goin’ bananas
I’m calm like a camel, I’m smokin’ that strong like a camel
I bet my life when we gamble
Y’all shippin’ keys, we shippin’ grand pianos
I’m in that Lam Diablo, pew like ammo
I’m gone, two fingers up, bitch, I’m gone
Rich forever; Jerry Jones
I gotta hustle, keepin’ my destiny going
Like the House of Deréon
This plane that I’m on is private, my very own
So no checkin’ my carry-ons
She sent the picture naked, I sent a song
But she live in Fort Lauderdale and I’m closer to south beach
I told her to come over she said “Ok don’t fall asleep”
She say she can be my housewife and keep my house clean
I say shut the fuck up and put this dick back in your mouth please
I don’t see nothin’ wrong with some mouth and lip service
Tunechi motherfucker tighter than a pinch nerve, bitch
I didn’t answer my phone, said I couldn’t get service
My new nina just told me that she sick of bein’ a virgin
Now I don’t get excited nigga, I just get exotic
I don’t get invited to these bitches pity parties
I don’t do narcotic even though a nigga got it
Countin’ all this money, I feel like I got arthritis
Beggin’ up the work for a hour, fingers hurtin’
Let my bitches help me, ‘fore they leave I check their purses
Sorry for the wait, the confusion of disturbance
Got me movin’ weight, prostitution and these verses
Whippin in the kitchen in the trap house with my shirt off
I’m gon’ get these millions and I put that on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin’, talkin’ ‘bout the third ward
The DA was a dick and the judge was a jerk off
We yellin’ suwoop, suwoop, suwoop
Yeah, you hear us yellin’, suwoop, suwoop, suwoop
Blood gang, nigga
And its the Sorry 4 the Wait 2
And I’m so sorry for the wait too
Sorry for the wait, I had to drop that part two and shit
Just to let you know that a nigga still doin’ it
Workin’ like a slave, talking Roots part two and shit
Sorry for the wait, Lil Tunechi still Tunechi, bitch”

— Lil Wayne