I’ve documented Kat Stacks’ epic journey to be loved. I felt sorry for her for a minute, but I have relatives that are drug addicts. After awhile, you just stop having pity for people who don’t have a shameful bone in their body. My time would be better spent trying to figure out ways to make sure my daughter doesn’t end up on a stripper pole, herself. That stripper pole is like a gateway drug. Stay on that shit too long, & you’ll eventually need something way stronger. Honestly, I don’t even know if Kat was a stripper, but kudos to her for still staying on the arduous road to prostitution, moral compass be damned (& obviously broken). Amber Rose was a stripper. No shots, just saying. Not for nothing, but I wouldn’t hit Kat with a baseball bat, much less my bodily fluid bridge. Remember that one chick, back in the day, whose coochie was so loose, it had become something of an urban legend? In other cities? There was always that dude (or dudes) who, for whatever reason, didn’t mind the vaginal mileage, & wasn’t concerned with receiving any type of gift that keeps on giving. When we “laughed” at or teased him, his retort was “But I’m gettin’ mines!” or something to that effect. I wouldn’t be surprised if Magic Johnson said that to Isiah Thomas 2 or 3(00) times, back when they were friends.
I don’t even think Kat Stacks is a real person. I think she’s a germ warfare carrier, designed by “The Man” to infect as many “influential” Black men as possible, kind of like ‘Species‘ x the Tuskegee experiment. Word on the street is that Stacks’ latest victim is Louisiana rapster douchebag Chopper. If your not familiar with Chopper, A) he’s was the Lil Wayne stunt double from Puffy’s ‘Makin’ The Band’ show, & B) you’re missing out on possibly the most comedic personality in rap music since Biz Markie.
Word on the street, also, is that Kat & Chopper have made a sex tape. Oy vey. The only thing that could make this situation worse is if she got pregnant by Chopper during the taping. People would look at that video, in hindsight, as historic failure in the making. The spawn of that genetic train wreck would undoubtedly be destined for short buses & handicapped parking placards. At least Chopper Suit would have someone to play with, though.
Between the 2 of them, I don’t see enough actual talent to win ‘Star Search,’ much less become successful for what(ever the hell it is) they do. I can just imagine the nosebleed one would suffer having a conversation with them simultaneously. I wonder do they make translators for that type of ebonicism? See, it’s not the sex tape I have a problem with. No “star” sextape can ever make me more uncomfortable than Kim Kardashian & Ray J.’s did. As much as I kept trying to look at her ass, all I saw was Ray, making goo-goo eyes at me. I don’t recommend watching it to anyone. & that’s the same fear I’d have with Stacks & Chopper humping for the camera. Bad enough that her vocal chords are like sonic daggers (no Nicki Minaj), but I don’t want to see Chopper sans clothing. I don’t even want to see the nigga fully dressed. God forbid he’s shirtless, sweaty, & out of breath, doing his best to pretend his dogging ‘tang that’s probably wider than all out doors. Word to Smokey.
I’m not sure what’s sadder: the fact that she’s more famous than him, after a decade of exceptionally mediocre attempts at rapperdom, or that, after all she’s been exposed for doing, he still had sex with her. I can imagine they’re both the “it don’t feel right wit’ no condom” types, too.
Mark my words; there’s something real sinister about this chick. Just wait & see.