Nice Guys Just Finish

"P***y can smell other p***y. That's why you gotta pounce on it when the time comes" - Johnny Drama, Entourage Season Six Opener
"You ain't no pimp. You just a rest haven for heauxs" - some fly shit that nigga said to Goldie in The Mack.
I am a single man again. Have been since September. My ex girlfriend recently hit me up saying she heard my name on the radio about a show I had last month. No shit. The whole St. Louis heard that spot and I kilt that show. I talked to my ex for a while and she said she wasn't ready for a relationship at the time. I told her I already knew that. She said she was scared to tell me because she didn't want to hurt me. In my head I'm like, "Bitch, I'm grown. What the fuck are you talking about?" I simply asked how she figured that. She said I am a nice guy but she didn't want to be harsh. The thing is, she was fucking up and I wanted to be a grown up last summer and tell her WHY we needed to break up. She wasn't bout that confrontation life with being a grown up so she stalled around like I was going to forget. In reality she missed the way I used to beat her box. I am a nice guy but I have fucked a lot of wives and girlfriends in my day SO if it is that easy for me to fuck OPP, how could she think something so silly in her rabbit ass mind. I told her I want the box because she misses my penis. Women lie. They are vunerable and are afraid of being taken advantage of so they lie about what they want and what they're thinking sometimes to pacify men. Men do it too but we are so full of shit that it is apparent unless we are skilled in the gift of gab. Another woman that I know I talked to was concerned I liked her more than she liked me. I never told her I wanted to be with er exclusively but she assumed because I wanted to get to know her that I was hounding for a relationship. No. Bitch. I simply wanted to see if we are compatible to hang out and be in each other's company but she is used to guys chasing her so I was turned off by her arrogance. She told me she was going out with someone and asked if I was upset. What the fuck would I be upset about? I was fucking somebody else because I'm single. Here is the thing some women need to understand: not all nice guys are suckers. Some of us get a lot of box and attract a lot of women because we are actually good guys. If a good girl can have casual sex and still be a lady then a good guy can have casual sex with a woman and treat her with respect. AND most good guys keep getting available box because we know how to not be sloppy about it and keep our mouths shut. Ladies, If you're interested in a nice guy you need to be honest, open-minded and ready to smash. I am not saying be a heaux but if you are a heaux, be an honest heaux because that nice guy will smash, leave you for a good girl and forget about you. Women that have options to fuck who they want should fuck who they want and be honest about it. Just do not assume that nice guy is going to care or react to it because he has available box to tend to. I passed up box being faithful but what happened as soon as I became single. That available box called me and I tended to it. If you have someone you want to be with and they're worth keeping then you need do what needs to be done to keep them. Otherwise, some nice person will come along and finish the job you could not finish. There will be some women that I know in real life that will read this and want to kill me because I am right. Some of them I have had relations with that may ask themselves if I am talking about THEM. Well, if I have attempted to see you and you know I want to spend time with you, know that somebody else is getting my time that I could have spent with you. Do not get nice fucked up for desparate or clingy. If I stopped calling, maybe this nice guy decided it wasn't worth my time when someone that appreciates being treated nicely gets my time. Also just because a nice guy says he wants to see you or spend time, he is not always just trying to smash or trying to automatically wife you. There is a medium called dating and hanging out that will let this nice guy determine whether or not you are worth his time. I would take a heaux and chill with her (but never to wife her) than an indecisive, insecure and ingenuine nice girl. You can't be nice and be unstable. You should be a nice girl with your shit together emotionally. At least a heaux knows her place and nice guys deep down like fucking heauxs too. Heauxs like nice guys too so we fuck them. Sometimes they have the best box, especially ratchet heauxs. So, LADIES, if you are nice with your shit together you better say something before that nice guy has you missing him...and his penis. Swaggy Swaggin' - Moolah

The West Side Time Warp

Today I rode the bus from Southtown where I live to The West, the part of St. Louis City that most people are ignorant of. See, the area from directly East of Skinker, West of Kingshighway, south of Natural Bridge and North of Delmar is where I am from. I was supposed to go to Laclede Elementary but my mother decided to enroll me into a county school. I could never ride my Big Wheel or bike past Hamilton. I played Court Ball at Barrett Bros Park. I bought penny candy from the corner store when my mom allowed me to. Dellwood is a huge part of my life but The West is my home. It is where I learned how to fight, compete and talk shit. Because I speak very properly, kids always thought I was from West County but they would be surprised to see me in the city. Even in the summer when I was older I preferred to be in the city. I live in the city now but not where I grew up. The part of the city I grew up in looks the same from the 1980s. A lot of the same vacant houses then and barren lots are in a time warp. Fashion and music changed but a lot of the same corner stores are still there. Mr B's (Price Chopper) burned down. That shit hurt. Goodfellow Place finally got fenced in one side because it was hot and Goody-Goody is still packed on the weekends. I walked around looking around today and there are new houses on Belt, Minerva, St. Louis Ave, Etzel and Plymouth but most of it looks the same. My mom does not go back at all. I do not blame her. My family is gone and I have not seen my friends in forever. I love my old neighborhood but it still looks the same and depresses me when I drive through. There are no amenities there. The groceries are high. There hardly is any produce. There are barely any restaurants unless you count carryout or one or two lounges that serve food. You can buy chicken wings and tripe sandwiches in the hood but nothing healthy. The streets, lots, alleys and old properties are littered with trash and barely there. It looks the same as when my mom had that Jheri Curl and drove a Camaro (swag my mom's IROC Camaro the fuck out). It is crazy to me but I understand. Young grandmothers walk with their grand-babies and cats complain about their baby mamas and baby daddies. It is worse than when I was a kid. At least I had uncles and aunties on Highland to watch my whereabouts. Kids don't even play outside like I was allowed to. I pray for my home. I understand more about myself whenever I am there. Praise God.

Two Months And Some Days

I haven't blogged in two months. Wow. So a lot of things have changed for the better. There were a few hiccups like the car accident I was in last week but things happen. I am ok but The Impala needs some body work. Glad I own that car and am looking to buy a second car to go along with it. My ex called me on New Years while I was drinking champagne and partying singing about yellow diamonds in the light. She doesn't read my blogs and if she does I would still treat her like an ex. I don't want anything from her. I have had a few shows and changed money making opportunities so in all I feel wonderful and blessed. I have consistently gone to church for five months and church makes me happy. Another ex of mine is pregnant by a douche after she told me she couldn't get pregnant without being injected. God bless her. My perspective on women is a lot different than it was a year ago. A year ago I broke up with my ex when she wanted to be friends with benefits or in her mind want me to treat her like a girlfriend but act single by having her cake and eating it too. It was then I had to leave her alone. I haven't talked to her in months. I see things more clearly than I ever did because I am not in haste to do things. I am aware of what I want out of life and what I have to do to get there. I am at peace with my religion and really don't owe anyone explanations to my life. Some people have an idea of me without directly asking me what they want to know. It is the strangest thing in the world to me. Wouldn't you just want to ask someone a question instead of speculating about something? Uncomfortable situations are a part of life but some of us deal with them better than others. I have had shows and even recorded new material. My outlook on social media is a little different too. Nobody wants to see tweets or Facebook updates all the time about music unless they see you actually doing it. I know people are working so I work too and the results will be what they may. I am less cynical and more optimistic, even more engaging for an engaging people person. I just want to be a good friend and family member that is productive and great at accomplishing things. It's really that simple. Thanks. Praise God. - Moolah

All About The Rings

This has nothing to do with sports. I went out Friday night with a group of friends I've known for years. The main culprit, my homeboy got married for the second time three weeks ago. This wife is great, almost perfect. He's a good guy and has a daughter from a previous marriage. His ex-wife is a piece of work with skewed priorities. His life was miserable with her. Dude never had a problem meeting women so when he got married to this woman it was an afterthought. The divorce was a motherfucker. My Godbrother is barely thirty and happily married with four kids ten years in. He's a great father and his wife is supportive. So, what got me on this? People believe you're supposed to do certain things between 25 and 30 like get married, buy a house and have a career instead of a job. Look, that ideal life shit changed September 2008 when the economy went straight to the sewer. Now it's about maintaining if you aren't thriving so thank God my life doesn't suck. However, I am single again. My previous posts explain why I broke up with my most recent exes. I plan to record a song about that shit and never bring it up again. I want to be married with children but I have come across some strange women. Seriously, they're strange. I had a show in Lawrence, Kansas I missed due to a frame rod splitting under my car. By the time we finished fixing it, it was too late to make the show. I went out instead. I danced with a married woman all night that danced like she wasn't married. It was crazy because a guy was doing his damndest to buy her and her friends drinks all night. I grabbed a beer and struck up another conversation with an attractive woman that had been looking at me. Me being me I chatted her up. In conversation she said she was married to a nice guy nine years older than her that wanted her to stay in the house all the time. She was NOT wearing a ring. What the fuck?!? Then she said she wasn't looking for any dick because she didn't want to cheat but she was free to sleep with women. Again, what the fuck?!? A couple years ago I would've convinced her she needed my penis in her life but I was cool. I went back to dance with the other married chick's much hotter friend. As I left I thought to myself how messed up some people get when they're marriedm SOME people. Married men that cheat think they can do so as long as they take care of the house. In most cases those same guys would pitch a bitch if their wives cheated on them. You can't justify cheating when you're unhappy. Get divorced or work it out. Some women just want to be married to have a ceremony and they don't give a fuck about the actual marriage. I have another homeboy like that with a worrisome fiancee but the nigga probably marrying her for money. Then there's the ex that sand bagged she was separated from her husband months into our relationship. There's the female friend that sand-bagged her engagement and half-ass remained in an unhappy relationship. She says she ended but I really don't care. I want one woman and over time if it works out that way, I want to marry her. My outlook on things have changed but one thing still remains: I will not marry just anyone and I have my pick. - Moolah

Why I Believe

My last few posts have been about the evils of Cuffing Season. Please refer to them if you want me to elaborate on the myth that is Cuffing Season. I'm motivated to blog about something much more important tonight. Yes, I have music on the way but instead of just tweeting and faceboogering about it like I'm an idiot rapper that never does anything in real life with my music, I'm just going to record it, master it and work it with a plan I've developed. I also have shows on the way to but this isn't about that. Recently I've read posts from friends and people I know that are going through trying times, some trivial and some very serious. A couple months ago I was hit with losing income. I put a plan together and stayed afloat. Some people rap/tweet/facebooger about making things happen. Some of us do it because we're wired that way. I beat myself up over losing that money but at the same time, I wasn't happy with that source of income. It was legal but borderline depressing dealing with the legal/civil issues of others in a toxic environment. So I prayed as I always do that things will work out. Prayer alone is a nice start but God puts us in position to take advantage of his blessings. For two months despite my ex-girlfriend saying she would've crawled into a hole had it happened to her, I found income, handled business, did shows, recorded and kept praying. Were there setbacks? Minor ones like my tire exploding or finding creative ways to make beefaroni and soup. I know there are people much worse off than me so I plugged away knowing I'd succeed and that God was making a way for me. I know my spirit. Of course I hear that voice of doubt in my head and I have reasoning like any thinking adult should BUT my confidence in myself doesn't allow me to crawl into a hole and quit. That's one of the reasons I left the ex. She ain't bout that life. What I mean is, I'm going to succeed one way or another because God didn't give me tools and talent so I can just quit when things aren't ideal. I joke about being bout that life because I really am bout that life. I drove alone to Miami to promote two projects, one TNL and the other Loud & Clear at the Core DJs Retreat because I felt I HAD TO. I prayed driving through the Deep South alone with a plan to succeed. I made it to Miami and handled business. I had the confidence and my faith in God to do what I felt compelled to do. Do I want extra credit for that? No, I don't. There were times driving back I felt like an idiot for not flying but I drove to and from Miami with no problem. I kept my faith in God. I always do. When my friends say FML, I pray for them to realize God didn't let Jesus shed his blood for that. I don't beat people over the head with my religion because that's unfair to them. I just pray for them. Some people think life is supposed to be easy. Jesus didn't have it easy to sacrifice for us. Get it? Now, if you're familiar with my music or my tweets, you may be confused if you don't know me as a person. My tweets are gutter humor a lot of times but I know God has me. It's funny and people laugh at the crude truths I point out on Twitter (@duckyhines by the way). My music, TNL lastly had a lot of cheating girlfriends being my side piece, street references and bragging. Well, I have had my way with other people's women in my PAST. I kinda gave that up as a new year's resolution. The guns? I shot my first gun at 15 when I carried around my brother's Desert Eagle. True story. He didn't figure out rounds were missing until we were grown. Selling dope? I first cooked and sold crack along with powder coke when I was 12. So, before I was old enough to legally drive I was living what some of these sucker rappers talk aboutm I digress. I've coached children in basketball. I help people. I like to make people laugh and dance. I am a work in progress. I have faith I'll improve as a person but I always praise God because everything starts with Him. Why not go to church and share The Lord's teachings? I enjoy it and it makes me happy. When things get tough, always remember God wants you to endure. Jesus didn't die on Earth for nothing. His blood is for our sins and our lives. I remind myself of this a lot. Thanks. - Moolah.

Cuffing vs Relationships (The Cuffing Season Blog Part III)

I love my ex-girlfriend but I never again want to fuck with her in real life. She didn't do anything malicious but I can't fuck with her in real life. Almost every woman I've met since becoming some kind of adult says they want a nice guy. A lot of guys, selfish douchebags if you ask me want a good girl but want to do what they want. Now, if I've already ruffled some feathers then good. Look at yourselves in the mirror and don't blame me for calling you a douche. I'm a good guy. Women have told me so. I'm respectful, positive, gentlemanly, courteous and chivalrous. These are attributes expected of me and instilled in me. At the same time, I'm not a pushover. In a common sense world, when a woman knows a good guy likes her then she should be responsive to hearing that good guy out. I had two-psuedo girlfriends that I saw a lot of and wanted to be with but they had their representatives out. What I mean by representative is the person you want your mate to see instead of who you are. I'm me. I'm nice but I have a toilet sense of humor and I stay me at all times. Some people only act like they have tact, sense and understanding. My most recent ex girlfriend never opened her mouth about what bothered her except once. I look back on it and despite me being a good guy that would treat her well and how do I say...keep her wanting more, she never said anything bothered her. Then we grew distant while I had outside endeavors offered to me DAILY. I didn't cheat. I'm not bitter but I have no desire to deal with people that I can't trust. I think she liked being cuffed. When it got serious, she freaked out and didn't want to hold up her end of the bargain or disappoint me as a girlfriend. I wish she would've said as much but sometimes women say one thing and do another. Women do it and people say they have "issues". Men do it and we ain't shit. It's a mixed up double standard but as long as that is understood, you gotta charge it to the game. My last psuedo-girlfriend wanted to have girlfriend treatment but didn't want girlfriend responsibilities. AND she was selfish. She's 37 and acts like a brat if she doesn't get her way. I've had other women that wanted too much and offered nothing. They wanted me to cuff them on their terms. Cuffing is the devil. If you fate, have rules. Cuffing is so vague and shallow. Last night I went out and this young lady that I see sporadically had to babysit her friend who was being cuffed all night. Now, let that been the other way around and I was being cuffed...my night would've been over way early with her. The friend would've wanted to go home. I cannot stand selfish people. Cuffing is selfish. Dating is grown-up. Having a fuck-buddy is convenient but as long as there's an understanding, I can respect that. Cuffing is like being restricted with no understanding whatsoever. I want to date women I like, not cuff them or be cuffed. Hanging out is one thing. Cuffing makes me sick. I've always wondered why SOME women can't say what they want, what they're willing to do in return and then stand by it. Instead they get cuffed because it's easy. I'll tell a woman exactly what I want from her in a polite manner. If it doesn't get through then I'm done. I know women that are married, engaged and with men they don't love or like for real because they like being cuffed. It's pomp and circumstance. To close, my homeboy I've known since we were little is re-marrying in a couple weeks. His fiancee is great. They weren't cuffing. They dated like adults and are truly happy. I want that. Cuffing doesn't make me happy. Get cuffing all the way the fuck outta here. Being single is fun but there's nothing like a loving supportive relationship. I know. I've had my fair share of married, engaged and involved women that enjoyed my time with them. That's not my life anymore. I'm chillin. Moolah.

The Washing Theory

Shoutout the brother Corey Black. He and I had a lengthy but friendly disagreement on who's a better rapper than Eninem.  I replied that it was Busta Rhymes and Twista could be considered but not better. The only other person logically is Jay-Z. Corey countered that it's Nas. Nasty Nas. I still have my copy of Illmatic. I loved I Am lyrically but my counter to that is Jay-Z. Jay-Hova, Jiggaman Iceberg Slim.  Corey said that couldn't be because of "Ether". Well, "Ether" is a legendary song. However, that was 10 YEARS AGO and Jay-Z has had the much better career with much better, classical music in that ten years. Since then Jay's released The Black Album, American Gangster and The Blueprint III. I could include Watch The Throne with Kanye West in which Jay sounds like a combination of his late-nineties self and current sound. I said lyrically Eminem is better and more consistent than Nas at emoting, cadence, delivery and songwriting. Now, some people just don't like the idea of Em being the better emcee but there is proof. All my friends locally that I support are lyricists, me included. My Intro to Thurrrzday Nite Live is lyrically better than a lot of people's whole projects. I can say that without bragging and I can perform it live to the point the crowd enjoys it. People get disappointed when I don't perform it. This guy I follow on Twitter, Ice from New Jersey says flow is more important than lyrics now. Royce Da 5'9, one of Em's partners from Detroit said the same thing. The way things are in St. Louis, unless you make club music you better know how to spit with substantial lyrics. I make club music with substantial lyrics so I'm not talking out of my ass on this. There is also this perception that Li'l Wayne is better than Jay-Z. I bring this to what I call The Washing Theory. The Washing Theory is when you have two or more different artists on the same song and one's performance is better than the other. The act of out-doing someone on a song is knows as WASHING THEM. For example, people say "Ether" was better than "Takeover" and that "Ether" was so potent that Jay came back with "Super Ugly" even getting more personal with Nas. "Takeover" was the better song but you cannot discount "Ether". Five years later Jay and Nas call a truce and do what many of us that love Hip-Hop BEGGED THEM TO DO since 1996: they made songs together. They made two songs together: "Black Republican" from Nas's ironically titled Hip Hop Is Dead then Jay's "Success" off the excellent American Gangster (the 21st Century Reasonable Doubt). Jay's verses were better than Nas's verses on those two songs. Not to say Nas was wack because Nas was killing it but Jay spazzed on the songs knowing Nas was on the songs with him. He washed Nas on those songs. I'll give you another example of something people do not want to admit. On "Carter IV Interlude" from Li'l Wayne's last album, Tech N9ne washed Andre 3000. Yes, he washed him. Three Stacks spit an awesome verse but Tecca Nina washed him by changing cadence and seizing the moment knowing he'd be on the songs with one of Hip-Hop's most celebrated lyricists.  Kanye washed Jay-Z on "Run This Town" lyrically but you have to do it more than once to be considered better. Jay obviously washed Kanye (by Ye's admission on "Big Brother") on the "Diamonds Of Sierra Leone" remix. Jay washed Ye constantly on WTT. Back to Weezy though. When Jay retired, Wayne took a lot of Jay's style admittedly and became a much better lyricist when the first Carter came out in 2004.  "Best Rapper Alive" is lyrically one of Wayne's best songs. "A Milli" is  timeless song now and it bangs like it just came out instead of in 2008. However, lyrically and delivery-wise "6'7" is a much better song, especially if you listen to everything Wayne says regarding the "fucked-up family picture". People didn't get the "real G's move in silence like LASAGNA" line until they read the lyrics. In my opinion Wayne is better than what he gets credit for ad he's now better than a lot of the legends.  Lyrically, listen to Twista on "Overdose" and "Adrenaline Rush". Listen to him on the original "Is That Your Bitch" with Jay. Delivery and lyrics still matter. Even battlers out of St. Louis are being hailed for bars and wordplay, see Hitman Holla's third verse against Arsonal about the King's Mom in their URL battle. Lyrics matter more than ever despite the amount of dumb-ass songs you hear on the radio. End note, compare Em's lyrics on "Lose Yourself" and "Not Afraid".  He paints a picture of angst that Nas never could. Em's better. Peace.