That Damn Baby Mama of Mine!

This is a subject that is so near and dear to my heart. There are many of us out there who have them and there are many of us out there who wish that we could get rid of them. Yes, yes my friends....the dreaded "Baby Mama". Oh, the agony......

Those of you who know me and those of you who don't, I know you are able to feel my pain. Whether it be money, lack of respect, lack of care for your child, or whatever dreadful thing that she does, it seems to never stop. Before I continue to ramble, I do realize that there are 'baby daddies out there but today's focus, baby mama!

I shouldn't even give her the energy or time that I do but she just gets under my f*cking skin! Case in point;

Disability - a physical or mental impairment that substantially limits one or more of the major life activities of such individual.

While me, you, and everyone else that may read this goes to work everyday, this broad sits at home and does nothing to collect a check. That chaps my ass! Not only does she get 20% of my paycheck every week, she get a percentage of a percentage of a fourth of a cent of some tax that I pay. Yep, you pay for her sorry ass too!

THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH HER! She has two good arms, two good legs, two good feet, and two good hands....with all of her fingers. Oh...because she gets headaches she's disabled? Oh, she can't lift heavy mail bags at the post office so she is disabled. Man, F*CK THAT!

She takes money out of my paycheck in the form of child support and in the form of some tax that I can't calculate and gets her hair and nails done. She does this while my daughter's hair is mysteriously falling out. WTF?

I could go on and on about her sorry ass but my hands are getting tired. Plus, I'm getting more and more pissed as I type. Well, check out the attached clip. I did this about a year and a half ago at the Shadow Bar in Downtown Houston. This was the first time that I had ever read any of my poetry aloud so I was nervous as hell. Obviously, she (Baby Mama) had just pissed me off so she is my source of inspiration. Anyway, enjoy......

What more can be said?

It is time for me to sound off again because there is something pressing on my mind. Someone please help me out. Does money make you lose you damn mind? You see, I don't have the type of money that I am talking about but I'm sure you know where I'm going. Musicians losing their damn minds, ala Amy Winehouse and Britney Spears. Athletes losing their damn minds, ala Plaxico Burress and OJ Simpson.

The last two individuals are really chapping my ass at the moment. Initially, there was Michael Vick losing EVERYTHING behind some damn dogs! Now, another African American athlete will more than likely lose everything that he has because he shot himself. WTF! The fact that you shoot yourself is dumb enough but when you multiply your status by 10 because you are a celebrity, makes it that much worse. Damn, who the f*ck shoots themselves in the leg? Who carries a gun in their pocket? Who does that and why? A damn fool does it, that's who. Now, this man is going to lose millions because he shoots his damn self. Wow...

Next, there's Mr. Simpson. At 60+ years old, why in the f*ck are you doing kick door robberies in hotels anyway? He says it was to get 'his' belongings from the guy. Damn homie, you needed a gun to do that? You needed 2 goons to go with you to gather 'your' belongings. Damn fool, you literally got away with murder and now you get sentenced to 15 years in prison behind some football cards and signed football! This damn fool threw it all away trying to be gangsta. F*cker, you are too old for that *ish! Wow....

Does money make you do stupid *ish? When you get money, do you think that you are above the law, above public ridicule? Maybe. Michael Vick, TI, Martha Stuart, and Ron Isley should've shown these fools that no one is safe. Damn.....