Cal Brightmon

When Jay-Z chants, “I love girls, girls, girls, girls. Girls I do adore,” every playa within a half-mile radius bobs his head in agreement.

For all who don’t agree, don’t hate, participate.

Who am I, you might ask? “I’m not only the client, I’m the Player President.”

It seems that we have taken the world of the black man and divided it into two hemispheres.

It’s sad, really, because if you’re not a player, that means you’re a hater.

If you’re not the quarterback going for the touchdown, you’re the defense blocking the score.

It seems that if you respect women, you’re a punk, but if you spit on women, you’re the man.

They told me: “Don’t hate the playa; hate the game.”

What game?

You keep landing on “Just Visiting” like Monopoly. You’ll meet one that will make sure you land on “go to jail.”

You’ve seen COPS. Who do you think they’re going to believe?

Haven’t you ever heard the phrase, “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.”

If this is a game, where are the rules? There are none! That’s why we keep hearing men talk about how they “gon change da game.”

With all the playing going on, who is the winner?

Is it the fatherless child who has to find out he is simply one of many?

He has to find out he has more half-brothers and sisters than he has fingers and toes to count them on.

How do you think a baby will feel growing up, knowing that when he was born, his parents learned they could vote?

You can always hear a playa talking about his “baby mama drama.”

If you stop making babies with these women, there wouldn’t have to be all the “baby mama drama.”

Ladies, don’t worry about the double standard in the world.

If a woman sleeps with a lot of men, she’s a harlot, jezebel, and you know. But when a man—I’m sorry, a boy—does it, he’s the man. He’s a playa.

Next time you run into a playa, let him know that any male can get a girl, but it takes a man to be strong enough to keep a woman.

How hard is it to keep several girlfriends who don’t know about one another?

Sounds like a coward to me.

If you want a real woman, stop trying to step up your game. Just be yourself.

I’m sure most, if not all, women prefer men to just be that—men. Being a man is being yourself at all times.

Shakespeare said it best when he said, “To thine own self be true.”

I would hate for you to use your game on the Ms. Forte’s of the world, because she’ll put you in your place before you can finish your rap.

I come down hard on the men because with all the stereotypes out there in the world, why should we feed into them?

But it’s not all the men’s fault. As long as women continue to condone and accept this behavior, that’s all men will ever know.

Women, some of you all don’t help much to shape a man. When you promote tricks and mind games, you force men to take childish measures that earn adult rewards—yes, that’s right, sex and babies.

Women need to grow up just as much as men.

Leave the games at home, and leave the tricks to kids.

Playing games is childish.

Someone told me something that changed my life: “When I was child, I thought as a child, I spoke like a child, and reasoned like a child. But when I became a man, I put childish things away.”