Good morning, bytches!!!
Based on most of those comments from yesterday's Gucci Mane video... I ruffled some feathers, didn't I? Ha, ha, ha, ha!
Obviously some of you don't read the blog thoroughly! I DISTINCTLY said that I WAS NOT trying to HATE on the South, I was trying to UNDERSTAND what's going on down there. Maybe the "crunk juice" comment misconstrued my intent. But it was no reason to question my credibility or hate on my "Breezy" alias, as so many of you did... but, like my nature, I'm as cool as a summer's breeze, so it ain't nothing.
Second of all, I did NOT call Gwen Stefani a rapper, nor did I say she was hip-hop... the point of me including her new joint in yesterday's blog was because I PREFER LISTENING TO HER OVER GUCCI MANE, and there is NOTHING wrong with that. Like y'all wasn't rapping this sh*t is bananas, b-a-n-a-n-a-s! when "Hollaback Girl" came out. STOP TRIPPING. At least she works with respectable entertainers such as Dr. Dre, Eve, Swizz, hell, even Slim Thug got on the "Luxurious" remix! STOP TRIPPING.
But I did, however, enjoy reading this EXTREMELY SEXIST comment from a reader:
You're a broad. Your opinion doesn't count. And on top of that you listen to Gwen Stefani. You lost any hope for credibility when you said that. Women should just not allowed to be able to speak on some things.
We've come along way, baby. I won't shout out your identity, or anything like that but you know who you are-- go repeat that sh!t to your mother and see if she don't smack the taste out of your mouth.
But enough of that. The clouds have cleared, it's a new day.
Well, let's call it a night-- 'cuz I'm ready for "Bed".