Niggerdom and Glitches of Bitches

I have returned to the Burgh and found that it was appropriate to talk about what I like to call "Niggerdom" and "Glitches of Bitches" since I am returning home from Baltimore.

Before I go into today's topic, I would first like to point out that it was a damn good thing that I did not go to the ATL given the fact that there was a tornado. The tornado touched down one block away from my homegirls house. Given the type of luck I have in life, I'm almost certain that if I had of went, we would have been hit. Travel was cancelled because of inclement weather...at first I was pissed, but I must say GOD works in mysterious ways. The man upstairs definitely had my back this time around.

N e ways.....

Niggerdom

As always, returning home has confirmed the fact that I do not want to live in Baltimore. I barely want to visit. The only thing that keeps me coming back to Bmore are those precious babies. As much as I want to rep my city, I can't for it is the Nigga Kingdom. It is where crime, violence, sex, and drugs is glorified and values such as consideration, respect, and ambition are taboo. The quality of life there is way below subpar and because you only have one life to live, I do not understand why people do not try to make the most of the life that they have been given. I barely want to live in America, let alone Bmore.

I do not know what it is that people in Baltimore seek. What is the mentality of the Baltimoran? What is it that motivates them to value the things they value? What is it that motivates them to devalue the things they devalue?

As I have mentioned, one of my roomies is from Baltimore. Last night, we were chillin with some people from Jersey. The topic regarding crime rankings came up and I mentioned how Camden, NJ has been holding the number 1 spot for a couple years now regarding high crime rates. Last year, Baltimore ranked 11 or 12 when usually they rank within the top 10 or top 5. My roomie seemed like she was a little embarrassed by the fact that Jersey "won" over Bmore and seemed slightly upset at the fact that our crime rankings went down. I on the other hand thought that it was a good thing that our crime rankings went down. I'm tired of people I know dying senselessly. Lower crime rankings means more people that I care about get to live.

But that is besides the point of the story. The point is, that even a well-educated, motivated sister like my roomie has been tainted with the stench of niggerdom. Niggerdom is not a proof of strength...it is proof of foolishness....it is proof of weakness. A true go-hard person overcomes their obstacles. They do not relish it nor do they create it. A true go-hard person's biggest weapon is the strength of their conviction to sustain their morale. A true go-hard person will not undermine his brother with weapons of destruction. Rather, a true go-hard person will look a white man in the eyes and take his schools, his jobs, his cars, and his homes and will shout "Finally, I got mine!".

As Lauryn Hill says "go from hood-shop to hood-chic...you can get the money, you can get the power, keep your eyes on the final hour"

I understand the hustle of a street pharmacist...but that's not where a person should stay. They need to be on their grind to use their money to come up and get out. I have so many friends who hustle and go to school. But they hustle to pay their tuition so they will not have to hustle again. None of these people are from Bmore. All the hustlers I know from Bmore stay hustlers for life (which is usually pretty short). They do not even make plans to do anything but. Some hustlers I know who are nothing but corner boys, are strictly just trying to survive off of pocket change. So many niggas are out there not makin good on their hustle. I understand trying to survive but how are you surviving if you are out there carelessly fuckin and making babies. That's why I wholeheartedly understand when niggas say money over bitches. Pussy will fuck your life up but a good WOMAN will help you get to where you need to go....if you're man enough.


Glitches of Bitches: Another Form of Niggerdom

Speaking of pussy.....

Let's first talk about the definition of pussy:

Pussy - evasive or conceal one's opinions (pussyfoot around); weak or cowardly person; female genitalia; a woman sexually controlled by a man (dick-whipped)

To me, all of the chickenheads runnin around Bmore are nothing but a bunch of pussies. In every sense and definition of the word. A bootycall every now and again is cool...as long as you are being safe....but why the hell are there so many single, black females with kids that they can barely financially, emotionally, and spiritually take care of?

When I was at home, one of the members of Danielle Incorporated 3 year old son picked up a roach and put it to his mouth and pretended he was smoking it. I slapped it out of his hand and then slapped him in the back of his head. I told his mother and her HGM response was "Was it a roach or a blunt?". I told her it was a roach. Her response "Damn. I was hopin I could smoke that shit". All I have to say to that is three words.....Hot Ghetto Mess. That's so sad. It's one thing to fuck up your life....but when it affects the kids, that makes my stomach turn and makes me want to beat someone with a brick.

I was chillin with a group of friends of mine back in December and my homegirl's son came to her to ask her for something to drink. She ignored him but her boyfriend who is not the child's father, fixes him some soda. He did not have the common sense enough to pour the soda in a cup. Rather, he gave it to him in a shot glass. Three words....Hot Ghetto Mess.

When I went to the ATL in June, this nigga initially offered me $800 to sleep with me....I told him I was offended by the fact that he thought I was only worth $800 so he took more money out of his pocket and wanted to fuck me for $1200 plus a first class plane ticket back to Bmore (we had drove down there). Two of my homegirls got mad at me because I turned it down. They looked at me like I was boo boo the fuckin fool. First of all, I'm not a prostitute. Second of all, my va-jay-jay is a priceless commodity. I'm not an item that can be bought and sold. I'm nobody's pussy. I got a nigga to offer to pay my tuition for $4000 without sleeping with him. Why the hell would I sleep with someone for $1200? It's sad that that's the pricetag on their pussy. It's sad that they even have a pricetag on their pussy.

I had another friend of mine who slept with her bestfriends boyfriend for $500 even when she had a good paying job. Tisk, tisk, tisk.

I only know two females who had kids and actually changed their life around. In that case, their children did save their life. They both want more for their selves because they want more for their children...so they are definitely on their grind.

That's real love right there. So many pussy bitches are living under the delusion of manufactured love. They think that the relationship with the men that they are associated with and the relationship between them and their children is love. They do not even understand what having love for their own damn self is.

Another thing that irks me about pussy chics is they expect everyone around them to be on their level....which to me, is the bottom. I stopped smoking approximately 2 years ago. I have to take a drug test upon my arrival to Vegas for my internship. Despite all this, a group of people I chilled with over break was still encouraging me to smoke with them. They actually took it personally that I would not smoke with them. If I was still smokin and I had a friend who stopped smokin and who needed to take a drug test for a job, I would be pullin the blunt away from them even if they agreed to smoke. Throughout my whole spring break the only alcohol I had was two glasses of wine and that was because I went out to eat at Copelands. When I go out to eat, I always order a glass of wine....



I have an "On My Grind" playlist on my computer that keeps me motivated whenever Niggerdom starts to set in, it's as follows:

1. The Life by Alicia Keys
2. Comin' From Where I'm From by Anthony Hamilton
3. Welcome to Jamrock by Damian Marley
4. Raod to Zion by Damian Marley
5. In Love With You by Erykah Badu featuring Wyclef
6. Ready of Not by The Fugees
7. Killing Me Softly by The Fugees
8. Dreams by The Game
9. Don't Need Your Love by The Game
10. We Ain't by The Game
11. Beautiful by India.Arie
12. Back of My Lac' by J. Holiday
13. Thug Commandments by J. Holiday
14. Laa Laa by J. Holiday
15. VIP by Jamie Foxx
16. Heaven by Jamie Foxx
17. Renegade by Jay-Z featuring Eminem
18. Final Hour by Lauryn Hill
19. Aint No Mountain High Enough by Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrel
20. Po' Folks by Nappy Roots
21. Brown Sugar by Mos Def featuring Faith Evans
22. The World's Greatest by R. Kelly
23. Green Leaves by Raheem Devaughn
24. You Got Me by The Roots
25. Wishing on a Star by Rose Royce
26. Daddy Get That Cash by Styles P. featuring Lil' Mo
27. The Comfort Zone by Vanessa Williams
28. Work To Do by Vanessa Williams
29. Two Words by Kanye West featuring Mos Def and Freeway
30. C.R.E.A.M. by Wu-Tang Clan
31. Dreamin' by Young Jeezy featuring Keyshia Cole
32. Runnin' (Dying to Live) by 2Pac featuring Biggie