THE JAMIE FOXX PATERNITY HOAX...

A LESSON IN LIES AND OPPORTUNISM

So here we go again. It seems that people just don’t know how to keep Jamie Foxx’s name out of their mouths. This time, a random guy took to social media, claiming to be his long-lost son. He accused Foxx of abandoning him and refusing to support him over the years. But what was even wilder was how this man spun the narrative to make himself seem like the victim.

He made bold claims, saying, “I don’t understand dude, y’all be caught up in these celebrities,” as if he had some deep revelation to share. He went on to insist that Foxx had ignored him, dismissed his ideas, and left him to struggle on his own. According to him, he had even walked the red carpet with Foxx in the past—something that could easily be debunked.

Of course, it didn’t take long for Jamie Foxx’s nephew, Wendell Hutchins, to shut this nonsense down. He hopped on Instagram and said, “My uncle don’t got no son. I’m the closest thing he got to a son, bro.” To drive the point home, he turned to Foxx himself, who was casually working on a car, and asked him to confirm. Without missing a beat, Foxx responded, “I ain’t got no goddamn son, boy.”

And just like that, another social media scam was exposed.

The Mindset Behind the Scam

But let’s take a step back and ask the real question: why would this man lie about something like this? The answer is simple—money and clout.

At some point, someone probably told him that he bore a slight resemblance to Jamie Foxx. And instead of laughing it off, he saw an opportunity. He knew that if he could spin the right sob story, a certain segment of social media would eat it up. The “celebrity deadbeat dad” narrative is always a guaranteed way to stir outrage.

We’ve seen it before. Social media has made it ridiculously easy for people to fabricate lies and turn them into viral sensations. The goal? Gain followers, set up a GoFundMe, and profit off the sympathy of those who blindly believe whatever they see online.

Regarding this story about Jamie Foxx, I can't say I'm entirely surprised. At this point in my life, I've witnessed worse. This is precisely why I distance myself from 99% of the people I encounter—you never truly know their intentions. I could share numerous tales of falsehoods directed at me, but such deceit seems commonplace in our world. I often wonder, does anyone genuinely tell the truth anymore?

Here we have a grown man taking the time to fabricate a story to present to the world, aiming to convince the masses. Remember, this couldn't have gained such traction without the aid of social media. This individual, with apparently nothing better to do, concocted a narrative, possibly because someone once mentioned he resembled Jamie Foxx. I must admit, if Jamie Foxx had claimed this was his son, I wouldn't doubt it, as there is a resemblance.

Someone likely told this individual that he looked like Jamie Foxx, and in his obviously misguided state, he thought he could scheme to extract money from Jamie Foxx. He then propagated the usual narrative: "You never truly know about celebrities," which, while true, was an attempt to rally public support to pressure Jamie Foxx into acknowledging him as his son. He even mentioned how Jamie Foxx doesn't do right by the mother or something to that effect. So, he grabbed his phone—or someone else's—and made a video to try his luck, thinking this was his best shot at success. This illustrates that even those who are mentally unstable aren't necessarily unintelligent.

Some might say, "Lance, how can you label this man as mentally ill when you're not a mental health professional?" Well, a person attempting such a scheme can't be entirely sound. I know for a fact that I'd be embarrassed to try something like this, especially as a grown man. The energy he's investing in scheming someone well-known should be directed toward improving his own life, as every man should. You can't tell me this is his first attempt at such a shakedown; this method must have seemed viable to him. I'm sure his current actions toward Jamie Foxx reflect his mindset and lifestyle. He's likely tried to swindle others before using different tactics. Individuals like this can't be trusted.

I recall back in 1982, when I was 19 and in excellent physical shape, there was a young lady in the neighborhood who lived several blocks away. I met her through a mutual friend who was dating her sister. At 19, with the physique I had and the gift of gab, attracting female company wasn't challenging—read between the lines. As a single teenager with raging hormones and ample attention, it felt like women were lining up on a conveyor belt, and I didn't let opportunities pass by. I confess, and I'm not trying to downplay my predicaments, but things could've been much worse. Situations could've ended differently, and I'm grateful my adventurous spirit led me to explore relationships with the opposite sex rather than indulging in other vices that many were succumbing to, which I refused to partake in. Thank God for parents who provided proper upbringing; it was I who couldn't control myself.

Upon meeting this young lady named Mary, I found myself frequently walking down her street, hoping to run into her, which I often did. After two or three brief conversations, she invited me into her home, which wasn't well-kept or maintained. That should've been a warning sign, but the potential to alleviate my hormonal stress made me overlook it. We ended up on the third floor, in a converted attic that was her space. It had the usual furniture—a dresser, table, chairs, television, and a bed. We both knew we weren't up there just to sit in chairs. As our clothes succumbed to the laws of gravity and ended up on the floor, there was nothing left to do but let nature take its course, which it did.

I remember thinking, "This might not end well," and I knew why—this scenario had played out several times that week with other partners. I was, as any discerning individual would be, quickly pushing such thoughts to the back of my mind. Intimate friction was provided for each other, and after everything was done, there was no talk of commitment or getting together again, even though that was implied by her hugs. I had nothing against a return visit; like a hungry person at an all-you-can-eat establishment, once satisfied, you're on your way. Thinking nothing of it, my day continued as usual. As I headed to the gym, I recalled breaking one of my personal rules: no intimate company before a workout. I brushed it off as a one-time thing and proceeded to have a fabulous workout, feeling strong despite my beliefs. Regardless, I vowed not to break that rule again.

Mary and I never had another encounter, though we remained friendly in passing. She was busy, and so was I, but she let me know her door was always open if the stars aligned. I thought back to that initial feeling before entering her "heaven's gates"—something wasn't right. After a few weeks, maybe a month and a half, rumors circulated within my inner circle, through my friend who dated her sister (which didn't end well), that Mary claimed to be pregnant. I knew Mary likely had other visitors, but we had to wait and see. Now I realize it wasn't just the potential pregnancy; something else lingered in my mind—something about the situation wasn't right.

As I should've done before getting involved with her—which, remember, this was a different time; HIV existed but wasn't widely publicized and was considered a "gay man's disease," so it wasn't on my radar—I discovered that Mary had other male company. While we hadn't yet discussed it, she immediately claimed I was the father upon learning of her pregnancy. I laughed internally, knowing the truth would surface. It turned out that, after determining paternity, the father was actually another guy—or rather, one of the other guys, or more accurately, one of the multitude of men she slept with. The man who impregnated her was a regular visitor to her womb; he was her pimp, and she was a prostitute. She knew her pimp was the father but allowed me, unknowingly, to venture down those pink roads of hers to lay claim to the "good guy," the wholesome guy—the guy who goes to the gym and is clean—even though she didn't know my history of being a man who loved women deeply. Not as a womanizer, but as someone who truly cherished black women and wanted to pamper and love them wholeheartedly, which often led to intimacy.

If Maury Povich had his famous show back then, I would've heard him say, "Lance, you are not the father." But even without Maury, upon learning of Mary's lifestyle, I heard it profoundly in my head. I continued living my life but exercised more caution, not being so quick to jump into situations without protection. There were times it still happened, but I never anticipated being the target of such a setup. This experience changed my perception of people. If you've listened to my podcasts or watched my videos, you'll know that over the years, I've become more cautious about the motivations of those I don't know well. This precaution has protected me from major mishaps, and I've been very blessed and divinely protected. Despite many poor decisions made unknowingly, I avoided harsh, life-altering lessons. I'm grateful to have reached this point in life without falling into despair and will continue to be mindful of the people around me.

So, bringing it back to this situation with Jamie Foxx—this is exactly why you have to be careful who you allow into your life. Some people are out here playing games with no shame, willing to do or say anything to get attention, money, or clout. It’s a dangerous world where deception is the norm, and if you’re not sharp, you’ll find yourself caught up in some nonsense you never signed up for.

This man, whoever he is, thought he could push this story and gain some type of recognition. Maybe he was hoping Jamie Foxx would entertain the claim just to avoid bad publicity. Maybe he thought people would rally behind him and pressure Jamie into acknowledging him. But the truth always comes out. This is just another reminder of how people will try to leech off of others rather than build something for themselves.

In today’s world, you have to stay vigilant. You can’t trust every sob story you hear, and you definitely can’t believe everything that pops up on social media. People fabricate things for attention, for money, and just for the sake of stirring up drama. But at the end of the day, the truth will always rise to the surface.

Jamie Foxx is a successful man, and with that success comes people trying to ride his coattails. This happens to celebrities all the time—random individuals crawling out of the woodwork, claiming to be their long-lost children, their business partners, or victims of some injustice at their hands. But in reality, most of these claims are nothing more than desperate attempts at manipulation.

This whole situation is a joke. And while it might be funny on the surface, it also highlights the lengths people will go to for their own gain. It’s one of the reasons why I keep my circle tight and my energy protected. You never know who’s watching, who’s scheming, and who’s waiting to throw your name into some foolishness. Stay smart, stay aware, and don’t get caught up in these fabricated narratives.