A lotta people keep asking me what WAH means and what its all about. So for all the suckas who don't know, WAH stands for We Ain't Hoes, or as someone kindly pointed out to me Women And Hip Hop. It started off as a kinda reaction for certain video chicks, or arm candy who do nothing else with their time. Sometimes, being one of the few girls at a hip hop gig, some dickhead would come up to me asking if I was a singer or a model...No seriously, it would be like a catchphrase! Oh please. I wish everyone out there could have the pleasure of hearing me sing and i'm well unphotogenic to be a model. But anyway, my point is that they wouldnt think i was there to actually ENJOY the gig, but to...pose. Well my grandaddy didn't raise me to stand around looking pretty. I do things. i'm ALWAYS doing things, i just happen to play as hard as I work.
The Hoes thing is often misunderstood too. By hoes, i'm not refering literally to prostitutes, everyone has to make their buck and I aint the kind to preach, but I mean when you do something that is completely untrue to yourself and your morals. Selling yourself and selling out. We Ain't Hoes isn't about covering yourself up and being a prude. Sex is a big part of my life. I ain't about to start getting my titties out but looking good is part of our game. And as cliched as it is, looking good for yourself. Whether you are a sista in a headwrap and hoops, or you dye your hair, wear your jeans tight and like to party, no chicks should be hating on each other, jeez, we been hated on by mankind for years!
The bottom line is, I have respect for anyone who is doing stuff, even if it isn't to my taste or standard, i'll applaud anyone who is giving it a go. Here in the Western world, we are so fuckin lucky, we take too much shit for granted, and those people who waste their lives moaning and wallowing in their own self pity ain't worth my time. Haven't you seen SAW 3? You better cheer up and do whatever is in your heart. And all those 9-5ers who moan to me about not having any time to do what they love...THERE ARE 24 HOURS IN THE DAY! You don't work all of them! One hour after work is all you need. Do your shit and love life.
Monday, December 11, 2006
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