I Got A Story To Tell (from the mind of Q Double and his Blackberry)

Can't knock the hustle because the hustle is what built this country. What if the hustle starts off small then after time of trial-and-error, that hustle can become commonplace in everyday life? What that hustle takes a life of its own to the point where if you tell people the origins they wouldn't believe it?

Let me take you on a stroll down memory lane. Better yet inside the mind of Q Double…

The was this female by the name of Sheniquashana, who had a hard time living her life day-to-day by working, taking care of her 2 year old, and being in a relationship with Jerome. Then one day an epiphany had came to her like a teenage boy touching a breast. That if she has many children that the government would possibly assist her in taking care of her kids., thus giving her a monthly income without even having to work. 
  

Sheniquashana and Jerome had a long talk about this at the dinner table. Jerome hesitated but then obliged, stating that he wouldn't mind having some boys running around. The plan was set in Sheniquashana head, first time out she pumps out twins, a boy and girl. 

The second time, another boy, Jerome was a proud father indeed, making sure he would be the best father possible. Yet in still Sheniquashana had ulterior motives hashed out, she went to the local public assistance office for help. She spoke to someone about her story, then another epiphany came to her, "what if I say that Jerome isn't around, I might get more money." 

So she did just that and without any hesitation they gave her a stack of food stamps, WIC, and every other sort of assistance. The catch was that there will be bi-weekly visits for proof that she is looking employment and that SHE is the sole caregiver of her children. There must not be any proof that Jerome is around the kids.

Sheniquashana had to make a choice of epic proportions: either have Jerome be around for his kids and be a father she knows he can be…OR…tell him to leave because the government won't give her no money to take care of her

…she thought long and hard…

…all of 3 hours…

Her choice was quite clear, devise a plan where Jerome would be seen as cheating and kick him out the house because she wanted the services of Uncle Sam to take care of her "tator tots," as she called them. 

Jerome was very upset, dumbfounded, and confused as to why he has to go. But not Sheniquashana, she figured out the hustle of "taking" the government out for its money. So she began to tell all her home girls about this scheme. Like wild flower it spread. From city to city, state to state, and all over the hoods.

Thus the creation of the conniving, trifling ass woman was created. Running rampant for years as just a hustle. Has now become commonplace for many females (not all because there deadbeat guys who deserve to get their testicles ripped). 

But here's the kicker kids, something to really think about. Who hustled who? The women who are getting the assistance, or the government. Who's making sure a broken home remain a broken home.

Score one for the muhfuckin' gov'ment

*fin*

-Stress is the Fertilizer of Creativity-