I be tired of this woman, enough is enough ...you live in Harlem getting weak stroked by dive bar blog rappers and D-League ball players, you a D-League Vh1 personality, corny DJ and your paintings suck....no one watched your little Youtubes either.
She's a Kool-Aid and sunflower seed stoop yamp throwing up her light skin black fist when times get rough ...let Vh1 call her to do a 30 sec segment. She throw the "Diva" back on her name leaving her slam poetry dred brothers holding roses and incenses at her doorstep with the hallway smelling like sheabutter and frankincense...blocking them on Twitter.
2014 is about calling these black women out on ALL their shyt ...open the briefcase and let them see the real deal, you mad this white girl bending highway stretch on green screen living out her groupie dreams. Your black fist in emergency glass when your rent is overdue.
fukk we care about what you "tweet"? ...Kanye's socks cost more than your medical bills.
I liked it...Damn Kim was looking good.
