Beware the sting of a killa b33... might be fatal to your ego 🐝
My "baby" Daddy 🥰
Name: Ph@rr3!! L@ñ$çi!0 Wi!!i@m$
Birthdate: 4/5/1973
Location: Worldwide via Virginia Beach, VA 😎✈️
Why they feelin' The Sting today:
I first got to know Biological Dad #4 through one of his BFFs, Bio Dad #3. We used to link up at skateboard parks, where I’d often be one of very few girls present… I think this is where my tomboy side was developed 🛹
Bio Dad #4 is Filipino & multi-generational mixed Black American, a result of my nefarious great-aunt/grandma Aunt C0ññ!e’s egg, an Asian surrogate, & a mysterious YT-presenting Black guy’s sperm.
Though I consider him a creative genius, Bio Dad #4 grew up an outcast. He was super gifted musically, but his sound defied easy categorization; Dad had a genre-less vibe poppin’ from jump 🎶
Racially-speaking, Bio Dad #4 wasn’t easy to categorize, either. He grew up a mixed-race Black-presenting individual in a diverse Southern part of the country, with *THE* Aunt C0ññ!e as his biological mom 😱
Today, Dad’s most well-known for his timeless beats & surprisingly good falsetto--which, fun fact, actually started out as a joke at family functions.
Dad legit sounded good though, hitting those high notes. It was suggested he incorporate the sound into his music--and the rest is genre-bending history 🎤🎼
Since Bio Dad #4 & my baby Moe are from the same state, Dad--as a teenaged grandpa (!!!)--took on the responsibility of helping raise Moe whenever I or my biological mom couldn’t be present.
It sounds nice on the surface, being raised part-time by your ridiculously young & swaggy AF parent/grandparent.
...But Bio Dad #4 is a notorious ladies’ man who had to become his own “positive Black male influence” after a lifetime of genetic malfeasance 🧬😕
What I’m tryna say, y’all, is that--for a while there--living with Bio Dad #4 was like the blind leading the blind. We were all just trying to make sense of our chaotic existence in the world, separately *AND* as a family unit.
Cüzz0, Bio Dads #2 and #3, as well as my biological mom were, collectively, able to get Bio Dad #4 to see the silver lining in what became known as “The Curse” in our family. Dad eventually embraced the madness, putting a futuristic spin on things by gifting us our own family salute…
…Borrowed from St@r Tr3k: 🖖🏾
Don’t try reppin' our set for the ‘cool’ factor, though:
Dad got that baby trademarked, so every time somebody throws up the salute publicly, he/we get paid 😂💰
That’s classic Bio Dad #4:
Slangin' m3@t & making beats while collecting checks & doing what good he can in the community.
That’s *real* star power, y’all… get into it! 🤩🚀💫