Thursday, January 26, 2006

Do Right Woman, Do Right Man

"I hate my baby daddy, he is a savage
All he wanna do is fuck with ho's
I'ma put that bitch on child support..."
-Slugga, Bounce Artist






No folks, that it not a misprint. The song actually says that. I don't know where they got this twisted logic, but all I could do was give it the official "WTF?!" stamp. This line is wrong on so many fronts, it's almost an embarrassment. FIRST OF ALL, you gotta think about what you're saying about YOURSELF. It says that not only do you associate with people you barely know, but you're having sex with them!! Then, after the baby is born, you realize what an asshole he really is. NOW, you wanna put him on blast like he was the end-all cause of your grief. SECOND OF ALL, who the hell do you think you are using child support as a damn PUNISHMENT?! The man laid with you, put his penis in you, had sex with you, ejaculated in you, contributed to having the baby, and the correct protocol is to let him go scott-free?! I didn't know that was how it was supposed to go! What the hell is that foolishness?! The SHAME is that in scenarios like that (and there are many), the only one that ends up suffering is the child. They grow into scorned adults and the cycle is repeated.

That's what's wrong with bounce music today. They give so much heed and so much credit to doing wroung and embracing being on the negative side of the spectrum. Back in my day (damn, I'm getting old), we had just as much fun, but without all the offensive content. Now, it's "if you hate your baby momma/daddy holla OOOOWWWWW!" and the crowd ERUPTS!! Lyrics like "say lil' girl, show me how you took that dick" are a double edged sword. On the one hand, they promote LITTLE GIRLS to become sexually active, because once Chris Hebert AKA Gotty Boi Chris (McDonogh 35 Roneagles!) says it, women get to touching the ground and bending over. Then, they DO become sexually active and have children young, their youth is out the window, and they become a part of a system they never signed up for.

Let's take it back to the times of Stop Pause and Dolamite. Back when bounce music was just about the dance and not at folks' expense. At this very moment, someone's probably making a song called "Wave Your Booty in the Air Like a FEMA Check," and if they haven't, they're probably contemplating making one from reading this blog. *sigh*. Bring the art back.

-B

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