Im tired of being referenced to as anything less than a Queen over a dope beat and a fresh hook.
Im tired of hearing all the masagonestic venacular that one man can think up while holding a blunt and smackin ass.
Im tired of being rated on my ass at all.
Im not your trophy dime piece. Your future wifey. Your bitter baby mama. Your bottom bitch. Your ghetto hoodrat. Contrary to popular belief, Im not tryin to be your golddigger.
My name is Christine; whats good?
I have more to offer than a pretty face and a rumpshaka. I have more to say than "yes" and "I can go lower". I have more ambitions that to simply belong to you...
The misconceptions that I, or any of my fellow Queens, are here to "have a baby by you and be a millionaire" are ridiculous. My future is blinding with possibility and, shockingly, it extends past your sperm.
Let me repeat - having a baby is possibly the slowest way ever to be a millionaire. So thanks, but no thanks, broke ass lame ass tryin-to-put-rimes-on-your-caddy mofo.
And try as you may to believe it, Im not tryin to "tie you down", "be a groupie hoe" or keep you from livin your 'great life'.
Trust when I tell you, things only get better from the moment you meet me, and it will be YOU not I tryin to make me settle; in more ways than one.
Im past wanting the joke of a dream I see in videos. I dont want to be your video vixen. I dont want to be the girl over the hood of your bently. I dont want to be on my knees, waiting in line with the 'others'...
Im not asking for much, but the caliber of my Queens has weined. Right now, I will restart the revolution.
I demand respect for me. My mind, my body, my thoughts, my ideas, my opinions, my spirit, my goals, my ambitions, my desires, my cravings, my urges, my hopes, and my dreams.
Sometimes I may want to be your fiesty girl, and if I ever choose to, it will be because I choose to; because I know you appreciate and respect me for what I am and what I offer and not for some plaything you want in the moment. Dont underestimate my willful 'sin'; i can be your 'naugthy girl' when I want to.
Dont think you can ever buy me - its never going to be that easy. If you dont want to put in work, step aside and let the next man apply. Because this job needs filling. And its a position for life.
My name is Christine, and yes, that is exactly what you can call me.
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