When I did the Rare Birds video I sent it out to a bunch of folks. One of whom is an ex-girlfriend. Whom I’ve remained friendly with, often talked her through some tough times, and just been genuinely amicable to. She’s a difficult person. Self-destructive, and refuses to fix her situation, has the capacity for great talent but refuses to treat life with severity. So, anyways, she calls me up going on about how my raps are misogynistic. Now, she’s qualifying all of my music as such based on the line “If life’s a bitch I got that bitch on all fours/and she’ll be cleaning up my bathroom while I’m chilling next door.” If you ask me, that line is not at all misogynistic, but I don’t have a feminist agenda.If you ask me, that line inverts the typical metaphor in rap which is: life’s a bitch and I’m fuckin her. Well me, I don’t fuck with bitches. Bitches aren’t worth my time. I love women, and ladies. Thus, in refusing to fuck the bitch of life, and instead putting her to work cleaning up my bathroom, I offer a different take on priorities and common rap metaphors. Don’t fuck bitches, they don’t deserve your emotion.

I went to grad school, and I’ve spent a lot of time educating myself outside of school. I’m smart, in fact I’m very smart–no reason to not say it. Unlike a lot of other rappers, I am perfectly capable of defending my art against these kinds of overly-intellectualized attacks on hip hop that rely on reducing every rapper to the lowest common denominator. The funny thing is, this is just a girl who has lead a very sheltered life, who can’t relate to the real-world depictions of hip hop. That’s fine, no fault there. But there is a huge line being crossed when she begins to pass judgment, and speak on the value of an art form that she knows nothing about.Not to mention the fact that she was happy to type out the word n****r, and claim that what I am doing in my raps is tantamount to racism. Read the rest of this entry »