meh

so, i’m gonna start doing this more often, and not just about stuff that’s making me emo that day. it’s easier than whining to my co-worker, who just whines about whatever messed up shit is going on in his life… the fat fuck.

i heard this song on some website a few years ago, and it totally floored me that someone wrote this song. it’s called “smell yo d*ck” by a ghetto female rapper named riskay. i guess she calls herself that because she was unsure where to place the accent mark on the correct spelling of the word (risqué), or maybe the concept of using correct spelling of any word was too much for a rapper to handle. what i’m saying here is that rappers can’t spell. because they’re stupid. (except eminem. he’s cool).

so, in this video, she wanders around with an iphone, wearing lingerie, (she shouldn’t, btw) bitching out her boyfrind because she called his ass “15 mothafuckin’ times,” and left his bitch ass messages. I’m just gonna put in here that if MY boyfriend called me 15 times in one night, someone better have died or something, ’cause that’s ridiculous. so anyway, she’s trippin’ because her homegirls sent her pictures of him buying drinks for some stripper named Diamond. So she says when he gets home, she wants to smell his… ah. yeah.

What i don’t understand is why she’d even write a song about something as fucked up as this. i get it if this is a method she actually employs, but why write an entire song about how she puts her face in his crotch when he gets home from banging this clearly syphilitic stripper? if she were smart, she’d keep her face far away from his groin area, if she thinks he’s cheating. no telling what he picked up.

the next part of the song is the dude getting all pissed, and telling her if she doesn’t shut her mouth, he’s gonna punch her lights out. Wait, what he actually says is “smell my dick? Wait a minute hold up-
see that’s how a bitch get’er eye swole’up.” so… he’s going to fuck her eye socket. this song just gets more uncomfortable every second. why did she write this? i’m just confused. that’s all. just totally confused.

in other news, i still work at the home depot, and even though i totally hate people, i still love my work. it’s like an 8 hour workout. the only thing i really, really hate right now is the music. :/