A role player is one of the most damning labels in the NBA. On the surface, it’s an admirable idea, and players like Toni Kukoc in the ‘90s and Chandler Parsons today are presumably admirable men. But being a role player has a glass ceiling; what you do becomes your identity. Your potential gets stifled in favor of becoming a cog in a larger, jersey-wearing construct. We have those in hip-hop. They’re called consistent rappers.