Beware the sting of a killa b33... might be fatal to your ego 🐝
Name: C@m3r0n Ez!ke Gi!e$
Birthdate: 2/4/1976
Location: Harlem World, NYC 🌎
Why they feelin' The Sting today:
At his core, Biological Dad #9 is just a regular dude who’s extra, extra funny & flashy AF.
Being from Harlem, Bio Dad #9’s naturally a great dresser & flossy fa sho. But if you think he’s above keeping it so real that, in place of an actual doorbell, there’s just two exposed wires to rub together alerting him to your arrival…
…You #wrong 🤷🏾♀️
As goofy as he can be, Bio Dad #9 is actually brilliant AF. He’s one of the first people in my life who routinely had me and others laughing *WITH* versus exclusively *AT* him with his clever wordplay.
And his rhymes be so on point, y’all 😩
I mean, “I get the boosters boostin’/I get computers ‘pütiñ”?!?! #GENIUS
When I was in high school, Dad succeeded in making the color pink pop off for men. He went all out with it, too:
Pink fur coat, pink L@mb0, pink Timbs 😂💕
Tell me why this fool did a show in DC, right. Then right after the show, had his people drive him to the “hoodest hood” ‘round there (#Soufeast stand up) *IN HIS PINK LAMBO*, y’all 🤦🏾♀️
Hustler Rule #1 is you don’t stunt in unfamiliar territory… *ALL* yo’ sh!t gon’ get took 😳😬
Back then I thought,
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“Bio Dad #9’s a Harlem n!g; surely he knows better than this 😕”
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But he didn’t that night… and Bio Dad #6 showed up to school his 🍑 on reppin’ NYC outside of city limits.
I thought it was gonna be a NYC rap beef w@r in Aunt C0ññ!e’s living room, y’all, the tension was so #real 😆
As it turns out, Bio Dads #6 & #9 are related #LOL, so they just had an epic, exclusively verbal flame w@r 😍🔥
The tension that built up that night around whether or not Harlem’s Finest (Dad #9) could go toe-to-toe with Brooklyn’s one-and-only J!gg@ M@n (Dad #6) was palpable… one could feel it in the air, y’all.
In the end, though, both my rapping NYC dads won the battle 🏆
I think J0hñ (Dad #7) was there, too, basking in the afterglow of an impromptu rap beef amongst family 😌
Anyways, that’s just a lil taste of the free-wheeling lifestyle I was leading at the time. All these damn biological dads I got, I told these fools from jump:
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Y’all betta entertain the *EFF* out ya girl, ok!?!
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And every last one of those fools delivered, in their own special way 🥲
This what I mean when I say I’m a daddy’s girl 4 lyfe:
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They might be “just rappers” to the world, but these are my Knucklehead Negro Dads, y’all…
Ain’t no comparing ‘em 💜
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