Aight, so they hit Matthew Perry's boy, Kenneth Iwamasa, with over three years for givin' him that ketamine shot that allegedly took him out. Three years, man. That's a grip. Last of the five defendants, they say. But does this really solve the problem?

Perry was a real one, no doubt. Chandler Bing was the homie. But we gotta keep it 100: addiction ain't a joke. It's a disease that grips too many folks in the hood. This ain't just a Hollywood problem; this is everywhere. Wealthy or not, it's a struggle.

But let's get real. This dude Iwamasa was his man. Personal assistant. That means he had power, access. Was he just following orders? Or was he contributing to Perry's downfall? The system only cares when a celeb dies, but what about all the other cats losin' their lives to the same struggle every damn day?

Three years ain't gonna bring Perry back. And it ain't gonna fix the root problems that led to this mess. We need real solutions, not just throwin' bodies in the system. Where the resources at for folks tryin' to get clean? Where the mental health support? Crickets, man. Just empty promises.

They sayin' Iwamasa administered the fatal dose. That's a heavy burden, for real. But let's not act like Perry wasn't playin' his own part in this story. Addiction is a demon, but you gotta fight it, fam.

Now this assistant is gonna sit up in the pen, thinkin' about what went wrong. Was it the money? The pressure? The whole damn Hollywood game? Whatever it was, it cost Perry his life, and now this dude his freedom.

So, while the world mourns a TV icon, let's remember the bigger picture. Addiction ain't choosin' sides. It's takin' lives from the penthouse to the projects. Until we address the systemic problems that feed this beast, tragedies like this gon' keep happenin'.

Rest in Peace, Chandler Bing. Hopefully, your man payin' his debt at least brings some peace to your soul. But for the rest of us, the struggle continues.