Slim Thug says:
"...Most single Black women feel like they don’t want to settle for less.
Their standards are too high right now. They have to understand that
successful Black men are kind of extinct. We’re important. It’s hard to find
us so Black women have to bow down and let it be known that they gotta start
working hard; they gotta start cooking and being down for they man more.
They can’t just be running around with their head up in the air and passing
all of us.
I have a brother that dates a White woman and he always be fucking with me about it saying, 'Y’all gotta go through all that shit [but] my White woman is fine. She don’t give me no problems, she do whatever I say and y’all gotta do all that arguing and fighting and worry about all this other shit.'..."
Marc Lamont Hill's Response here> An open letter to Slim Thug TheLoop21.com
I mean... the dude's name is "Slim Thug." I imagine a dude who is working hard to fill the prototypical shoes of his celebrity caricature would struggle to gain the deep rooted affection of a female who is not filling the shoes of his prototypical counterpart (let's call her woman A). And the woman who is his prototypical counterpart (woman B) doesn't have deep rooted affection to offer. She will never be down for any dude. She's playing the games and her anthem is "look at me" and "get money." And she may just write a book about you later Mr. Thugs.
The woman B, who is attracted to the cheddar he may/may not use as bait, is not a woman who is attracted to success, or even values success. Money and success ARE NOT THE SAME. A woman who is attracted to money will want a baller who makes it such that she don't have to do jack but look good and "perform" whatever... That woman has high standards for the type of life she desires- full of chilling, and shopping, and being fantabulously fly- getting over on a dude. If you are not the dude who can do that for her with your money (and the MOST money), Mr. Thugs, she is passing you by. And good riddance.
Likewise, women A, who IS attracted to success also has high standards. To her, your success is rooted in your happiness, your goals, your contribution to society and your presence as a joy in her life. Mr. Thug, your absentminded regurgitation of misogynist theme music and the gaggle of tempting grade B prototypes on your tail are not meeting her standards. Will you really be able to make her happy? Be with her? For real? Will you call her and be on time and respect her enough to gain her trust and loyalty? Maybe you can Mr. Thugs. Maybe you are a good man who wants what she wants. But she can't see you. Her standards are too high to see through your theme music.
So I mean, I am not mad at him.
I'm feeling bad that he's cloaked by his industry and his and his peers lyrics.
I'm feeling bad that type B women abound(!) and that many young black girls are now absentmindedly playing that theme music for thier own lives, collecting self fullfilling baggage and memories to make them jaded and distrustful of men for the rest of thier lives.
I'm feeling bad that there is a good guy in a club right now with the baller outfit on, who thinks he looks "successful" but doesn't have as big a watch on as the other baller, or his sneakers aren't the freshest thing out.
I feel bad that the grade B women are peeping him- making him feel sexy, but picking the other, bigger baller to expend their affections on.
I feel bad that at the same time, the grade A women are not peeping him because he's in a club and/or they see the baller outfit and the gaggle of B's they think he's after. He doesn't look successful to them.
And he's confused. And she's confused. Because he's not a baller, and he wants to be successfull, and she doesn't want a baller, she wants someone to love her.