Music Is The Soundtrack To The Crappy

The Thing That Surprised Me The Most Is Just How Much Money Women That Weren't Rich Were Paying For Their Hair. When You're In A Beauty Parlor In Harlem Next To Abandoned Buildings And Somebody's Paying Five Grand For A Weave, That's A Bit Much. I Think This Is, In A Weird Way, Part Of The Health Care Debate. It's Like, Hmm, There's People With $2000 Weaves That Could Have Bought Health Care With That Weave Money.

Nobody's About Saving Anymore. No One Cares About A Rainy Day Anymore. Nobody Saves Up Enough For Even An Umbrella For A Rainy Day. It's Sad. It Really Is A New Form Of Slavery. We Used To Work To Be Able To Afford Material Things. Now We Work For These Things. They're The Boss. That House You Can't Afford, That Car That's Out Of Your Price Range, That Cellphone That Drains Your Bank Account - That's Your Boss.

You Don't Need A Critic To Tell You People Aren't Laughing.

I Can't Cook, But I Have A Nice Book Of Menus... And I Can Plate And Set The Table.

People Really Cared More About Women's Hair. But Nobody Takes You Seriously With Jheri Curls Is What We've Deduced. If You Got An Afro And You Go "fight The Power" People Will Follow You. If You Got A Jheri Curl, People Just Laugh.