...because my very own coochie ain't got respect. I laugh amiably at the Instagram page The Kouncil. I relate that for most of the time I am the combination of the lady parts parts and heart... dumb! Now don't get it twisted, my IQ is pretty high it's frightening.  I'm word smart....that my actual Intelligence type. Now you go Google the nine intelligence types. These are your cognizance resonant that will make look at your parents with the WTF did y'all put me through.

Anyway, my HBCU graduate father was highly aware if intelligence. He saw me as the creative intellectual. He expected me to be Paula Abdul or Prince, or Stevie Wonder compare me to a doctor or the stereotype of African intellectuals.