Having a dick makes you feel like a Roman Emperor around the turn of the century. Women are like the ancient world and they bend at your will. Lie, cheat, fuck this one and that one, it’s all good because you have this confidence that your empire will never ever fall. Of course Rome did fall, never to rise again, and while your dick isn’t going anywhere, the women who want it will eventually move on to new options who aren’t as tyrannical. I write a lot about women finding their power and becoming strong enough to stop settling because I don’t think relationships are balanced. The lonely relationship girls and bottom bitches who let niggas take their money, excuse cheating, and do anything just to say they have a man will slowly but surely be outnumbered by women who want more than penis and promises. Change is coming. As men, we can’t have this “get it while we still can” mentality, there comes a time in life where you have to grow up, become a man, and evolve with the times. A lot of cats don’t have fathers and they ignorantly reach the point in their lives where they think women are only meant to get dicks wet and baby them like their mothers did. This misogynistic mindset will doom you. There’s this tradition where we tease young boys about being scared of pussy because we expect all men to be warriors, walk up on a girl, and bring back the panties as proof that they belong. Sex can’t hurt your feelings, so there is no risk, but to love and lose, that’s something that the hardest man would rather not experience. Few men are scared of pussy but most are petrified of wifey.

I was talking to the homie from Philly and he was telling me how he’s having an ass resurgence due to meeting some young chicks. This nigga’s knocking on 30’s door with two kids by two different women. I asked him how he had time to chase teenage pussy. This nigga laughed it off and to paraphrase, he said, “Single mothers have to stay in the house, single fathers can go out because our baby mamas are our babysitters”. It is what it is, but he’s the type of dude I’m talking about, they don’t think the Empire is going to fall so they live recklessly like they’re still 19 year old. In ten years he’s going to be a joke. He’s not going to end up finding a real woman to live life with, he’s going to settle down with a bottom of the barrel chick who’s just as desperate as him, and they will both be miserable. Fellas, you may be hitting and quitting top shelf chicks right now, but unless you are mature enough to see women as more than pussy, you will push away the good ones right along with the fast ones. I get it, pussy doesn’t bite, but the reward of a real woman is worth that injury and then some. When are you going to stop chasing that nut and start searching for that partner?


They’re not all hoes

What do you do when presented with a hoe? You don’t run away, because hoes look too damn good and flirt too aggressively for your dick not to get hard. You pursue that hoe and hope that you’re good enough to get the ass without kicking out too much money. I call it the fast pussy tango, get in and get out because if you fall in love with a hoe she will drain you financially and crush you emotionally. It’s okay to be scared of hoes, that fear will keep you from ending up like Eddie Winslow. However, you can’t label every woman in heels and a tight skirt who smiles at you a hoe, gold digger, or slut. Guys love to tell chicks to grow up and stop calling every compliment thirst, but men need to learn to stop thinking every girl who shows them interest is trying to fuck. Nice girls don’t sit in the corner in poodle skirts adjusting their bifocals, they can dress sexy, dance dirty, and wink at you. Act like you’ve been shown attention before. It’s going to come a time when you get the attention of a great woman then blow it because you try to fuck her that night or send a dick pic that next morning. Stop generalizing, stop being hard up, and get to know that woman before you label her. If you’re not smart enough to tell a woman from a hoe then you need to step your conversation game up. Don’t just sit and tell her how pretty her eyes are or crack jokes about how her ass is calling your name, break the ice then break out some questions that reveal her personality. If you think she’s nothing special, fine, proceed as you would normally. If you see a glimpse of something that speaks to more than your dick, then show her that respect. Take shorty out on a real date, talk to her with sense, and she may just surprise you.

You will never reach Kobe

You fucked a lot of girls. I fucked a lot of girls. He fucked a lot of girls. You know what that buys you? Nothing. You get more from passing go on Monopoly than you get from having a high body count. When you’re young it’s cool to brag about hitting girls of different races, it’s like traveling for niggas who can’t afford a passport and plane ticket. If you’re 25 still talking about, “I’m trying to bag an Asian”, you sound like a loser, that’s undergrad shit, where’s your degree at my nigga? Graduate to the real world where notches in your belt don’t count. If you settle down, will you miss new pussy? Of course you’ll miss that rush, but think of it like this: No matter how many girls you hit, you will never be “done”. There is no such thing as a pussy pension plan, social security will not kick in when you hit girl #300. Wanting to have sex with new girls will never get out of your system no matter how phat, exotic, or famous she is, you will always have a hunger for more. With that being said, what are you working towards? What are you chasing that one woman can’t give you? Monsters don’t live under your bed and monogamous sex won’t ruin your life, so what are you really afraid of?

Get off the fence

Let’s say you found a girl you liked, started dating her, and now you have to decide if you should make it exclusive… or just keep fucking her and pretend you will one day give up the title. Here’s a third option- walk away. I’m a man, I know how crazy that sounds, we can’t tell women who are giving up free pussy that we don’t like them like that and just walk away without a backup plan… but why not? If she’s allowing herself to be used, keep using– that’s a little boy’s mentality. It’s not about her not seeing the obvious, it’s about you wasting time with a placeholder. Toying with a glorified jump off who thinks she’s close to getting the title is for the young cats who rock skinny jeans and know more Future songs than 2pac lyrics. As a grown man you have to start being honest with these mediocre women. You had sex, you gave her a shot to wow you and prove she was special, but she didn’t impress. Keep it moving. While you’re laid up with her dry ass, you’re missing out on a bad chick who will blow you away. She’s not the one, make it easy on you and on her, and cut ties.

You won’t always have “it”

Why should you stop playing games? It’s not your fault that you’re winning. Women love you, they know you’re not looking to be locked down, and it’s their fault if they keep looking for a ring in all the wrong places. In your mind you can wait until you’re 30…35 to shut down shop and start looking for someone worthy. There goes that Roman mentality. Men do have an age cushion, dudes can be 2 Chainz age and still have girls knocking down the door, we don’t wrinkle up like Carrie Bradshaw, so we can bullshit longer. Look wise you still have it, your hair line hasn’t joined forces with Lebron’s, and you don’t need Viagra, but it won’t always be that way. When you let woman after woman walk out of your life because you aren’t ready… aka scared, your options will start to slim. These new Tyga looking, pajama pants rocking, tats on top of tats, type niggas will win out over you. The day will come where you can’t pull the baddest chick or even the 4th baddest in the room, they’re over there with younger dudes who talk their lingo or the dudes who are from your generation but make two times the money you do and don’t mind tricking it. Everyone from the hood knows that hustler from when they were a kid who had the sexy girls on the back of the bike or in the passenger’s seat. Those dudes had “it”. I remember this one local hero from my hood that I saw years later with his wife and kids, and to keep it 100, his girl was not easy on the eyes. He lost his swag, in and out of jail, no money, no power… Rome fell and now here he was stuck with the only one who wanted his broke alcoholic ass. While you still have what makes you popular, find a real woman that has all the qualities you want and don’t be afraid to commit. Getting a Queen that you can be proud of will keep you emotionally happy even when the physical starts to fade. You’re not missing out on anything, the game will always be the game, so don’t wait… and wait, then end up settling for some girl you don’t really love because you’re washed up and she’s the only one willing to take care of you like a mother would.

Trust Yourself

Maturity brings with it a patience that allows us to sit back and analyze before taking action. All men meet women they think they love, over time those feelings can be proven false, but that experience prepares you for the next romance. Remember you don’t’ have to settle for anyone, being mature enough to commit doesn’t mean you are stuck with that decision. Let’s be honest, relationships are hard, it takes way more effort to work with a woman than to just have sex with one. Anything worth pursuing doesn’t come easy, and those growing pains are necessary to make sure you two are right for each other. If you trust your brain to tell you, “she is not the one- abort”, then you will never lose in life. Lames hang on to women they only ‘sort of’ love and only idiots marry a woman out of pressure and convenience. You may have to hurt someone’s feelings, but the choice is always there to exit back to being single and try again. If she turns out to be a hoe, a user, or an abuser, it will break your heart, but oh well, man the fuck up, blow your nose, and fix your face. If you’re smart you will be able to pinpoint why you chose the wrong woman, rehab your swag, and not make the same mistake again. It’s better to try and fail, than to end up the emotionally unavailable nigga with dreads and a receding hairline, that’s in the club trying to two step with a girl who wasn’t even born when Biggie died. Being a man isn’t about having sex with the most women, juggling multiple girls, and trying to keep up with the next generation. It’s about being wise enough to recognize that great woman in a sea of basic bitches, then being courageous enough to choose her over the hoes you’re used to.


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