He, knows how to survive in the wilderness. With a backpack. High grade gear for the elements all rolled up — in — the pack on his back. A tarp. A compass. A bow with real arrows. Some timbs. Iodine tabs. A gas mask. Foraging for edibles.

Like, myself.

We are in — Dream Hampton’s — reality ya’ll. The one she created. Building “new worlds”, and laughing with german Nazis about the “US [being] dunzo”. All cuz of some patriarchal misogynist niggaz who could not keep their dicks in their pants.

You will now — defer — to GOOD WOMEN!

No hoes allowed!!

This is not “art”.

We are saving humanity.

ALL OF US!

Facts!

(Never follow sociopaths. For a name, some fame, and some money. Always be grateful for the — love — you have. With an excellent partner, no matter how poor you are. I would never trade money for love. Those niggaz just traded me, for a come up. They are outnumbered. 1/25. Sociopaths only wake up and realize how bad it is? When they must imagine? This. And this? Is a very real possibility. Within the next 4 years.

Get prepared. For your black only Dreaming. That was never a reality. The elimination of racism is a reality. Dreaming about a world with no white people? Is like Dreaming about the elimination of humanity. Really. Hug yo kids. We got 4 years of this, black only nazis. And, your white only families.)


This picture makes me — very! — happy!

Mixed black mom! And her mixed black kid!

We do not agree on Ivanka Trump.

I think Ivanka Trump is performing all presidential duties. Cuz her dad is severely mentally ill. Bipolar and very sick from abuse on all sides. Including from the hip hop niggaz he has always loved, who have abandoned him like the cowards most of these niggaz — actually are.

I think that if Ivanka Trump were not doing what she is doing?

We would have already had a nuclear war.

And black twitter wouldn’t have to worry about racism at all. Cuz most of ya’ll are in major cities. Have zero survival skills. And would not know how to survive in the wilderness, anyway. 😒

Most of ya’ll know jack shit about how to do a damn thing in the natural elements. If your tv and Popeyes disappeared?

Dead!!

You learned nothing productive from black people’s history of enslavement. You would have not survived one day as Harriet Tubman, who knew all about how to survive in the wilderness, like myself, so you can — can !!— your fake black revolutionary fat asses.

All by yourselves.

She left her nigga right on the plantation. Cuz he could not imagine, being free. He had a new “high yella” hoe!!, a week after she left. Went back to get his ass? And he was rockin that hoe moment, massa’s house whore’s fat booty!!

So, she did what she had to do. To get more people free. And left his dumb ass right where he was. In permanent — slavery!!

Then married a MUCH younger man who was not gettin no dick up his ass from Massa, and wasn’t fuckin the next hoe either.

All — FACTS! (Ya’ll should research black history. From the perspective of REAL! black women. It’s quite em — ancipatory.

Harriet Tubman: a hoe?? What is that? Nigga I will put a bullet in your brain! We tryna escape hoes!! Don’t you see my fully covered body?

And, I know how to swim! Give me the babies! We ALL gettin in the water! You try to go back? You dead!! I TOLD YOU THAT SHIT THE FIRST TIME! This ain’t no dream hoe!! Get your fat asses moving! yo lying, chicken, beef, pork choppin fat asses movin! [you know how many people ate meat during slavery? Ha! Even pigs feet were a rarity] Nobody gives a fuck about yo “libations”.)

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂


That, is a jetski. Not a penis. And if that’s how you ride a dick? (Which is a lie, bad dominicana. Since your other job is “sex worker”. And yo legs stay spread. You have to open your legs. There’s just, no other way. 😒)

(And Mrs. Brown has a son. And — A HUSBAND! “Mrs”? Lmao! So you know — for a fact — that she was, and is, riding dick. Or is that another Dream Hampton “immaculate conception” 😒)

You hoes? Are crazy!! And disloyal as fuck.

If I was man? I would wear 4 condoms. Just in case the way you — in real reality — ride dick so well, they--pop. And, oh shit!

“Ain’t no pussy good enough to get from while I’m up in it…and that’s realer than real deal Holyfield. And now you hookers and hoes know how I feel” snoop lion.

Ya’ll need therapy. Seriously.

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

Go get some help! 😳


My major form of “activism” at the moment. Talib Kweli

Is letting all these niggaz reading my blog know who the hoes are who spread HIV intentionally. So that they can avoid contracting that virus. Later, I will be giving some more money away, I’m sure. Probably to a homeless Mexican. With a sign that says “I’m hungry. Anything you can spare would be welcome.” And breaking barriers — for black peoples — while the white peoples are like “look honey! It’s a black girl! She can swim! Really well!” by — becoming a real surfer!

All in 24 hours.

What “activist” work have you performed today? Besides tweeting about how people aren’t activists.

“It’s my lifestyle.” Future ft. YG

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

I just gave you THREE examples. I’m starting to realize that in addition to being the biggest hoe in hip hop? You are also the least intelligent hoe, as well. You should have — actively — stayed in college. Instead of pretending you were reading in the bookstore your mother informed you, you had to work at. Cuz she was not going to be supporting your ass beyond that mixtape money. And instead of trying to get booty, from all the white girls actually buying the books you were ringing up on the register?

To READ them. Lol!

You are — hands down — the biggest bigot in hip hop. I have never seen one of these gangstas tweet one disparaging word about white people. And they are the ones who actually face the most police brutality and discrimination. The irony of the boy from the two parent, upper middle class family, schooling anyone on police brutality and racism. 😒 sit down. Ya talk to much. From shit that has not one thing to do with your — lived — experience.

Silence is a virtue. Just cuz I don’t talk to any of you twitter/social media hoes, constantly running their mouths, does not mean I am silent. I like — listening — to other people talk about themselves. More than I like running my mouth.

YOU don’t know I speak. But other people do. Lol! Ask YG. He’d heard my voice and was like 😅 she is DEFINITELY a woman! Thank the universe this ain’t one of them robo hoes!! I like real pussy! I don’t want no penis pussy and *women and women first* fufu crazy ass trans shit. In they stupid ass non sweetened maple syrup tea bookstore!! Or! Ya dick up my ass! 🖕🏾. I said “I miss my dawgs!!!!” My homies! I’m homesick in Australia! I want to go back to America!

I didn’t say I want to fuck those niggaz!

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂


🙃🙃

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂


😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

“You have to — teach — a man how to love you.” — my cuz

(this was reposted by some chic who has a husband, 2 sons, and watches tv all day long. While tweeting about “the patriarchy” and how teacher’s in public school don’t do a good job with black history lessons for their students. And, has never taught a thing in a public school. And has no credentials. I think, secretly, she’s a depressed lesbian but needs that niggaz money since he’s the one with the job. I think she married him for his money. If my feminist mother had married my dad for his money, and not for love? We would have lived in a cardboard box. She the one that got all the dough. It’s her understanding of how to make money that made my dad — very comfortable.

That is every woman in my family. Btw.)

(My parents? Are insanely in love. I mean, they really like each other, a lot. And are best friends. With their own autonomous interests. It’s my dad who’s always up under my mom. Not the other way around. He wanna know everything! “Who are you talking on the phone with now?” I think he’s afraid she gonna dump his ass. After 40 years? I doubt it. Lmao!)

(That’s like Ben Shapiro, btw.

“Who are you the phone with now?”

Meanwhile:

‘My wife is 36 weeks pregnant. You can’t tell me that’s not a baby’ — to a woman! Lmao!

and his wife is like, ‘at 3 months I could have! Lmao! Planned Parenthood was always an option! Don’t think after the first kid I wasn’t like… 🤔. Just bring home the paycheck Benjamin. So I can figure out how we make some sound investments. With swollen feet. Backpain. Runnin after this other kid. Hemmroids. Painful breasts. And some MOR shit! This is not as “fun” as you think it is. While you lecture women, on their bodies 😒 Oh, on your way home from telling women you don’t even know, what to do with their uterus’. Please don’t forget my bagel! With whitefish salad. AND the lettuce and tomato. Write it all down! Because I will be really irritated if you cannot manage that simple multitasking. Lettuce AND tomato! Don’t forget! Thank you! Love you! See you soon! 😘’)

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂


Children don’t learn from what you say, they learn from how you move. Day in/Day out. 24/7. No vacation from your character.

No days off.

You gotta be it. No photo op.

Your “positive” energy? And the way that “transmits” through your vagina — globally?

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂


😒 sorry to “hear” that. But, I don’t like you!! I think your character? Is terrible!! If you had 777 billion dollars? You could not give me all that money to even — finger fuck me. 😷

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

Combat your own internalized racism. Before trying to be your mother and tell other heads what they should be doing. You got enough trash to deal with.

Social media don’t change jack shit. It’s your offline actions! Even when no one is looking! That make all the difference.

No photos of yourself, needed. (This nigga is the most severe special needs student I’ve ever had. Smh.)


Because mahalo! I appreciate you building your lives off of my movements. Everything from the kids you’ve birthed, to the people you sweat, to the jobs you have, to the art you “create”.

Copy this…

All ya’ll hoes? Are fake.

Buy yo own pizza. I’m the chic who be buyin 🍕 for some broke lonely hoes. Not the other way around. And these hoes ain’t never did a gotdamn thing for me. But copy. “It’s my lifestyle. [they] never really loved me”.

Here’s some advice for the queens.

You don’t need no one [you’ve had all the love you could ever want and trashed it for hoe moments]

Cuz when you get [? Dick! , you don’t know what to do with that nigga but dog him]

Won’t need nobody else [in this life or the next]

Say [queens] “I gotta love me” [less. And care about other human beings more than I ever have. ACTIONS! Lol!]

Say “I gotta trust me” [to keep my legs shut and forgive myself for my sins. Spreading HIV to innocent humans.]

Say “I gotta give myself some pride [does that come wit a rainbow dildo and side of anal lube? Lol!]

Say “I gotta hug me” [nigga! I been done ALL that! That’s the best advice you have?]

— kamaiyah

😒

How does any of that replace YG?

That is the nigga for me!

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂


No we are not “compatible”. 😒

But I am “so fresh and so clean”!

Thank you! 😘


Omg! Ol school! 😍

(I haven’t ever heard the beatnuts, on the radio, in Boston. I am jammin in the ride. Rappin and Dancing. Dolo this morning. I’m very Indy. Independent. lol! And getting weird looks. And one “heeeey now! Pull over!” From some man 😒. I had to beep at, and keep it movin. *Eyes on the prize*. Lmao!)

Look at my new lil gay friend. Who just told me my smile is “beautiful” and “contagious” 😒 lol. And that he likes my tshirt. And wants to know where I got it. So I told him,

“oh, this hoe in ATL. I was helping to support her son who was going to Africa. And she sent it to me along with his tee, for free. That’s the least she could do. Cuz I feel like YG. ‘They will really try and steal yo style and run wit it.’ But you should buy it anyway cuz she got some lame ass baby daddies.”

And he started rollin!

Like, “Your are fuuuuuuunny! *zig zag finger snap* 😜

😍


My worth will never be determined by how few: clothes I can wear, my makeup, hair, ass, tits, or how much I speak, or don’t, for the public.

Or, by any man and his estimation of who I am. Based on these superficial characteristics.

It will be determined by a lifetime of actions. And how I love human beings based solely on their characters. Their honesty and integrity and ability to love a diversity of other human beings openly and freely.

You will not ever hear me making blanket statements about entire groups of people, unless those people are harming other people intentionally, or are not telling the truth about who they are. Fully.

Or both.

I was raised to look at a person’s character as a determining factor in who they are: race, class, gender, sexuality, religion, nationality, language, age, physical or mental disability, not withstanding.

I been over that shit. Since I was a kid.

And I gotta go back to Malibu this afternoon.

Practice makes perfect.

I will be offering — myself — to the waves. And snackin on this plum. I’ll throw the pit of it in, most likely, cuz it’s fully biodegradable. And won’t harm the beach or the ocean. Lol!

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