Nicole Scherzinger, the singer, once said, “Confidence comes with maturity, being more accepting of yourself.” Calvin Coolidge broke it down like this, “Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers. It may not be difficult to store up in the mind a vast quantity of facts within a comparatively short time, but the ability to form judgments requires the severe discipline of hard work and the tempering heat of experience and maturity.” Then Tom Stoppard, the British playwright, shut the buildin’ down with, “Age is a very high price to pay for maturity.”
“Young, Rich and Dangerous” was the title of the last CD of my ‘lil homies, Kriss Kross, in 1996. It should however, be the soundtrack of the lives of these young rich ball playas that think they’re ready to get married.
You’re a 25 year old professional athlete and you’ve just signed a brand new 5 year deal worth more than $150 million dollars. The “Young and Rich” part you get, but “Dangerous” you don’t agree with, right?
Let me put it where the goats can get it playa. You’re not the one that’s necessarily dangerous, however the world that you’ve just been thrown into is. Look into my crystal ball young thunder cat because you still can’t wrap your mind around just how much $150 million is, but you have a pretty good idea of what you can do with it. Just about anything you’ve ever wanted to do right?
Let me put somthin’ on ya head bruh. Money is like alcohol, it doesn’t change you, it just brings out what’s already inside of you. In 2007 B.M., that’s “Before Money,” you were the big man on campus (BMOC) with a girlfriend. However, the coeds just kept finding their way into your dorm room uninvited and you weren’t stoppin’ them from gettin’ in. That’s what happens when you’re the most popular guy on campus. Now that you’ve got the money and fame the campus just got bigger. You travel from coast to coast playin’ ball and in every night club you hit, every guy in the joint wants to BE you and every woman in the joint wants BE WITH YOU.
That’s a drug all to itself and it’s easy to overdose on that combination. Now I’m not saying that all men cheat, what I am sayin’ is that all young undisciplined men are human. So if you’re away from home 30 out of the 52 weeks in a year for sometimes weeks at a time, with women doin’ everything they can to get at you, that becomes way more than a young thunder cat can handle. I’m not talkin’ about your everyday women. Naw playboy, I’m talkin’ about cosmetic 10’s, the movie star-types that follow you around like a puppy throwin’ it at a boy.
We can’t compare a pro athlete to the normal workin’ class cat. The normal dun has to typically initiate contact with a woman. So he has to at least be mischievous enough to play with the matches to start a fire. With a pro ball player…he’s runnin’ through the forest with gasoline drawers on while it’s already burnin’. Women are constantly followin’ these cats from city to city and many times even makin’ their way into hotel rooms uninvited. Sound familiar? Now I’m not sayin’ that all women are groupies but I am sayin’ that all of the women that are constantly in your face are. A young thunder cat sayin’ he’s gettin’ married and bein’ on the road is like a boy bein’ a drug addict and sayin’ that he’s goin’ over to the crack house just to play dominos.
Let’s face it pimpin’, some lifestyles aren’t conducive to havin’ monogamous relationships and bein’ a young ball playa is one of them. I don’t care if she was your college or high school sweetheart. When you guys met you were broke and women weren’t showin’ up at all hours of the night uninvited and undressed and you didn’t have $150 million.
Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1st! The woman that you decide to marry knows full well that she isn’t the only one, especially if you’re 25 years old with a gang of bread. So who’s foolin’ who, especially if she met you in 2014 A.M., that’s “After Money” playboy. She’s chasin’ bread just like the groupies are chasin’ you.
Even if you think that you love her you aren’t mature enough to handle what’s comin’ your way on a daily basis. I just think that you should wait until after you retire when you’re settled enough to be someone’s husband. Your lifestyle will have changed by then and you won’t be in the hot spots all over the country, nightly. By the time you’re in your late 30’s or early 40’s you’ll be ready bruh.
There’s no rule to say that you have to marry young i.e. Tiger or Kobe etc. You’ll also meet women that should be well into their careers by then… ladies that have more to lose than some young groupie tryin’ to get pregnant and paid at your expense. Now don’t get it twisted, it’s some old groupies out there too but when you’re older you’ll at least be able to recognize the game. That will keep you from gettin’ caught up at the minimum.
I strongly believe in the full sanctity of marriage because I’ve been in the game for seventeen years and it should never be disrespected. So before you try to join my frat and cross these burnin’ sands my brother. Think long and hard about what you’re doin’. You’ll have to get rid of all the girlfriends and be able to keep your butt at home more often than not. And that’s the edited version. However, in the mist of being a professional athlete that’s virtually impossible. So your application has been denied. Holla At Ya Boy when you’re more mature. Now you can stop me when I start lyin’!
Playas Thesaurus:
1) Dun: noun – the person in question, dude, guy, etc. It’s whoever I’m talkin’ about and its non-gender specific.
2) Put it where the goats can get it: verb phrase – to make it as elementary as possible. To put it at ground level so everyone can understand it.
3) Ole boy: noun – the person that I’m currently talkin’ about.
The G is excluded from the endings of all words because the G is near and dear to my heart because I’m from “The G” which is Gary, Indiana. So I only use the G when I’m talkin’ about “The G!”
The caption under the photo isn’t real but its real talk!