It still seems strange to me that I wanted to be a female MC SO badly when I was a teenager.
I don’t have the temperament for it. If I were more disciplined, maybe I could get a two pack going in the general abdominal area, but we’re never going into six-pack zone because I have an affection for bread that won’t leave me alone.
But I had terrible stage fright. I also wrote horrendously offensive lyrics. I could not freestyle. The only thing I had going for me is that I was from the home of hip hop. So, I gave up my mic dreams in favor of supporting the rappers I have loved over the years: Queen Latifah, Monie Love, MC Lyte, Yo Yo (where is she now?) Lauryn Hill (I will not call her Ms. Lauryn or whatever she’s going by right now) and currently, Nicki Minaj.
I’m not a huge fan of Pink Friday, but it had some lyrics in it that I really needed to hear. I was running a half marathon when Pandora reminded me how much inspiration I derive from music that is meant to uplift and tell stories I almost never hear. It was great, again, to see Nicki perform with Queen Madonna, even if only for a moment. I let people say what they will about Nicki, but I love her style and her clear, unfettered creativity. A lot of women poured themselves into tomboy shoes over the decades in rap music so she could be outrageous and crass as she wants to be.
“I fly with the stars in the skies
I am no longer tryin’ to survive
I believe that life is a prize
But to live doesn’t mean you’re alive.”~ Moment 4 Life
“I am not a word
I am not a line
I am not a word that can ever be defined.”