I don’t wanna see you draws jones

Jones man, while me and my folk was in the shop putting up some extra display space, I saw two dreads across the street walking. I suspected they may have been lovers the way they were holding hands, but that is beside the point. Both folk had wife beaters on and jeans. But what struck jones here was that they wife beaters was down under they asses with the jeans held with a belt below them.

My boy Aston, the owner of Clay Gallery next to me saw this. I was about to scream to folk across the street “Jones mane, pull you draws up, don’t nobody wanna see yo azz, you running away my customers.” But Aston looked at me and said don’t mane. But I felt like it and I’m writing this cause I felt I should have and because I neglected my obligation of expressing how I feel.

Now I know I aint the coolest folk on the planet, but I do feel that this draw and wife beater for draws with a belt around your thigh shit has gone too far. Now true, me with my none underwear wearing self may not be the correct conduit for this message. But it is about time that somebody suggests a trade in of white tee’s, and airforce ones for some Linen’s and sandals or Cole Haan’s. But I think its too late. For they don’t listen to men.

And you women, some women, a lot of women that is, are part of the problem. Until you actually tell a mutha fuca that that shit aint attractive or sexy, or mature they will keep doing it. But that is like expecting George Bush to care about Iraqi civilians or Africans in Dafur because yawl help propagate this nonsense. Yawl (some) be the main ones in the clubs liking and singing and wanting to make “love to a thug in the club with his Nikes on? “ Not realizing you just gone get fucked without any love. Even knowing that that mentally, physically and emotionally shit is just a lame pick up line-yep. Yawl be the main ones singing “buss it baby” Knowing that you are one of many.

But I will calm down, just like I calmed down today, went in my shop and got my hot sauce, and like Brylcream, a little dab will do u. So I did my little dab, watched it dissolve in my tequila and threw it back with a smile. I may not wear draws, but u cant see my ass, unless im at the cut – I hate clothes. vote