"I heard you got a new man, I see you takin' a pic
Then you post it up, thinkin' that its makin' me sick
I see you calling, I be makin' it quick
Imma answer that shit like: "I don't fuck with you"
Bitch I got no feelings to go
I swear I had it up to here, I got no ceilings to go
I mean for real, fuck how you feel
Fuck your two cents if it ain't goin' towards the bill, yeah
And everyday I wake up celebratin' shit, why?
Cause I just dodged a bullet from a crazy bitch"
You can basically exchange the gender specific words in this passage by Brother Big Sean, and this is practically an ode to the sperm donor. If he's not family or friend, I don't want a Knee-gro to even brush past me on the street. That's how the fug I feel and I don't care who disagrees. #ThugShrug
Friday, August 21, 2015
Friday Morning Tea
Labels:
absent fathers,
black family,
feminist theory,
Maury,
Niggas,
Niggas aint shit
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