“So, have you seen the little girl singing the Nicki Minaj song? You have to see it, she’s so cute!”
Well, after hearing this for about the hundredth time, I decided to see what all the fuss was about. It didn’t take long to find. The little singer is an eight-year–old British girl named Sophia Grace Browniee and her (crazy parents') video went viral with 11 million views.
By the time I’d seen it, Sophia had already been asked on the “Ellen” show for her fifteen seconds of fame, and that performance included a chance to slut it up on stage in her very own pink hooker wig right next to Nicki Minaj herself!
How can anyone watch this video and see it as harmless?
She is eight–years old!
I’m so confused by this. Why would you ever let your child even listen to “Super Bass,” and worse, listen enough times to learn the lyrics to it! It made me so sad to see a little girl rapping about dudes with big dicks who sell coke an…
What? You mean you didn’t know that’s what the song is about!?
Here are some of the lyrics…
And he ill, he real, he might got a deal
He pop bottles and he got the right kind of build
He cold, he dope, he might sell coke
He always in the air, but he never fly coach
He a motherfucking trip, trip, sailor of the ship, ship
When he make it drip, drip kiss him on the lip, lip
That's the kind of dude I was lookin' for
And yes you'll get slapped if you're lookin' hoe
I said, excuse me you're a hell of a guy…
The second verse is my favorite though…
This one is for the boys in the polos
Entrepreneur niggas in the moguls
He could ball with the crew, he could solo
But I think I like him better when he dolo
And I think I like him better with the fitted cap on
He ain't even gotta try to put the mac on
He just gotta give me that look, when he give me that look
Then the panties comin' off, off, uh…
So now we have an eight-year-old in the national spotlight singing words that would have gotten me kicked out of school when I was a little boy. I’m not even that old! When we were little kids we sang songs about the Presidents and about the State capitals. Sometimes we even sang songs about school buses and animals. I don’t remember singing about panties coming off and coke dealers though.
Am I just getting old? Is that what this is?
I was heartbroken watching the video. Heart broken for the little girl. Her parents were there crying in the audience as she slutted it up with Nicki for all of America to admire. Actually, I guess I would be crying too.
It’s no wonder good relationships are so hard to come by these days. How do you find a good woman to date when most of them have been playing dress up “hooker” since they were eight-years-old? Young women of today have been groomed by television to be “hot” not pretty, “sexy” not classy, and when your little girl's role model is Nicki Minaj… well you fucked up pretty good.
Pop music has always caused a bit of a scene, from the days of Elvis to Madonna, and later on from Britney to Lady Gaga, there were always parents around who felt that the songs were just “too sexy” for their kids. I have to wonder now though, with an entire studio audience smiling and Ellen cheering them on, and eight million views online, are there any real parents left out there?
Every other comment on YouTube was “adorable,” “precious,” “too cute,” “so talented.”
When little girls want to become famous, that’s not really a talent, it’s a disease. Not the same kind that she’ll get from dropping her panties for the coke dealer at the club, but a disease all the same. What are we going to do as a country when ten years from now (Sophia will be eighteen) all of the eighteen-year-old girls want to be “hot,” instead of “smart”?
You have young women hitting the dating scene now who can’t even name a state capital or do simple math, yet they know every lyric, to every single top-forty song? They know who “Snooki” is, but not “Indra Nooyi?” You don’t know who she is either, do you?
Well, you should. She’s a very powerful woman who spends her days changing our world while some mother down in Georgia puts fake eyelashes on her six-year-old. Indra’s parents made her read and write her little ass off when she was small, and while the little American girls were dressing up playing Madonna, she was studying. I’m sure that Indra’s own daughter likes “Super Bass” too; I mean it is a super catchy song! But she won’t be on the Ellen Show performing it anytime soon, because her Mother is a super smart lady and is grooming her daughter to change the world, instead of teaching her how to be sexy.
Something has to change. Imagine if Nicki Minaj wrote songs about complex geno theory? Maybe that little girl would be able to cure cancer.
Instead she is rapping about sex, hoes, clubs and coke.
Maybe I’m a little off base here; after all I don’t have any kids. And at least it wasn’t Keri Hilson's “Turn my Swag on.” It always could be worse I guess.
Shit… I hate being right all the time.
WJNTY - Daryl