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When I first heard that Ray J was releasing a song titled “I Hit It First,” I couldn’t say I was surprised. Ray J has always had a flair for the tacky. And it’s clear that he’s a bit bitter about the success that Kim Kardashian has achieved since their sex tape dropped in 2007. Upon further reflection, it’s become painfully clear to me that throughout his career– or time in the limelight– that Ray J has frequently relied on women to either advance his notoriety or keep his name in the media. In case you haven’t noticed this phenomenon, allow me to enlighten you.

Whenever a celebrity first gets on, they, naturally, always want to introduce the people around them to the life of luxury they’ll soon be accustomed to. Some people get a house, others get cars, but then there are some family members and friends who make freeloading a way of life once someone they know starts getting paid. You know, they stop working like they’re they ones bringing home the bacon. Here are some of the worst offenders.

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Lamar Odom’s Father

Lamar Odom’s father should be ashamed. He hasn’t been a part of his son’s life for decades. But as soon as he realized what he’s been missing, he returns with his hands out. That’s very tasteless. This poor old man was begging on TV for tickets to the game and whatever else he could stiff Lamar on. Lamar is being played because as everyone says,” you only get one father”.

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When it was first announced that R&B’s problem child Ray J aka Willie Norwood Jr. would be releasing a song titled, “I Hit it First,” reactions were mixed. Some bashed the 32-year-old Mississippi native for being so messy and thirsty for attention, while others applauded him for beating Kim Kardashian at her own game, garnering attention and money for their infamous sex tape. No matter which side of the fence you fell on, almost everyone could agree that no matter how good or bad the song was, it would more than likely be getting a lot of press and airtime due to its dramafied nature.

Once the song was finally released, fans of all things messy and ratchet were able confidently proclaim that little Willie did not disappoint. He pulled no punches with lines like “I had her head going north and her a** going south. But now baby chose to go West” and ”If you were to come back to me girl we’ll make another movie.”

If you thought the song’s lyrics were out of control, allow us to be the first to tell you that lyrics are only the beginning of this train wreck!

Turn the page to witness the debauchery for yourself. Would you say that Ray J went too far with the song and music video?

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Russell “Hollywood” Simpson speaks to Bossip about his alleged relationship with NFL free agent Kerry Rhodes:

“Kerry paid for everything. We had a very good life together. I always got any and everything I ever asked for. Vacations, red bottoms, the private jet in my video was us going to training camp together. I had a driver and he even gave me his Aston Martin. He later bought me my own car and because I’m not a dumb bi**h I made sure to get it my own name and he paid the whole thing off! He treated me very well. I will never talk bad about him in that way because he was really good to me.

And yet you put him on blast.

Listen, I am always down for the shenanigans. But I also know that if this was a woman doing this, her name would probably be all sorts of synonymous with the term, “bitter jump-off” right now. And I’m not saying that he is. Actually, I’m not saying anything because I don’t know for sure who is or who is not telling the truth. Right now, it is Simpson’s word against Rhodes’s word – as well as some very suspicious pictures. We can infer all we want, but with this week in the media, with supposed reputable news sources getting their facts completely wrong, it has taught us that it’s best not to draw conclusions too quick.

Not that what these two consenting adults do is any of our business anyway, which is why I am happy to read some of the pushback to this sort of sexual outing. To me, it amounts to bullying. And I know certainly this would be the attitude if Simpson had been born with female chromosomes. If Simpson was a woman, we would be questioning where his self-respect and self-esteem had gone for daring to be so tacky as to go public with their intimate details. We would be calling girl Simpson a bird and accusing her of breaking all sorts of side-jawn codes. We would be testifying about how these cluck-clucks “do the most” and pondering about what he hoped to gain from exposing such a relationship. Money? Fame?

If Simpson was a woman, we most certainly would we imploring her to take responsibility for the role she played in this situation and verbally flogging her for the part she was playing in trying to ruin this man’s reputation. And then a friend on Facebook shared this link from Funky Dineva with me and I began to think about the nuances of the If-Simpson-were-a-woman comparison more fluidly:

“There are also certain segments of the gay community who are using this story to promote their anti-feminine ignorance. Sites like Discreet City have been exploiting the story to further their own agenda. The Twitter account for the site sent out a tweet implying that Kerry Rhodes is in this situation because of feminine gay men, and that the actions of feminine gay men like Kerry’s alleged ex-boyfriend are why masculine gay men don’t like to mess with feminine gay men. It amazes me that people will use any situation as an excuse to scapegoat a group of people. Instead of looking at the ways that homophobia prevents all gay men from being viewed in a nuanced light, sites like Discreet City promote the ignorant view that the problems of gay men are rooted in the fact that some men are feminine. It’s as if the site thinks that homophobia would cease to exist if only all gay men were masculine–never mind that a significant chunk of homophobia rests on a overall hatred of men being with other men.”

Simpson gets a pass because what he says is not only scandalous but it also helps to stoke already existing paranoia around gay men, particularly gay black men. However, he does not get a pass from being on the outskirts of what is considered normal and acceptable masculinity. And in a lot of ways, his limp wrist, shrill voice and hip switching while walking are more uncomfortable and threatening than his actual loose lips. And why is this? Probably for the same reasons some call these men, “pu**ies” or “mitches” as a way to demean them.

Of course, the inference here is that anything associated with femininity and womanhood should be considered as weak, inferior, or less than manhood. And over the years I have learned that regardless of sexual orientation, there is nothing more important among men than maintaining “manhood” – or at least the perceived characteristics of what manhood is supposed to mean. It’s probably the reason why AP.9, the unknown rapper whose claim to fame was outing Ice-T’s wife Coco, can still maintain his “dignity,” despite his gossiping. And it is probably part of the reason why Rhodes doesn’t want to come out the closet – allegedly.

Yet and still, I am tired of the kiss and tell genre of gossip. Everybody is trying to be the next Karrine Steffans, but they come up looking just starved for attention. I don’t know enough about Simpson to make that determination, but anyone clamoring to get on reality television has to be looked at in a fishy manner. And unless Rhodes was some sort of right-wing, anti-everything nutjob preaching hate and intolerance while living this secret lifestyle, I don’t really see the relevancy in discussing who he is sleeping with. Honestly, if not for his connection to the NFL – and the homophobic connotation that is associated with the league – most folks wouldn’t care anything about who Rhodes was screwing. Most of you are probably even saying, “Who??” Plus, sexual snitching is just the worst, just think about Ray J.

Listen, I understand his feelings are probably hurt. Nobody – woman or man – likes to be viewed as a secret lover. I can imagine how it must feel to hold hands behind closed doors and once someone comes along, be shoved into the proverbial bushes – not that this has ever happened to me, but I do understand the feeling. With that said, did he not seem perfectly fine and cool with being shoved into the proverbial bushes prior to this very public outing? Maybe he had his money cut off. If you were conscious enough to accept that position before when he was tricking you off with red bottoms and car notes, you can’t quite claim victimhood now that you two are – allegedly – no longer together.

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Last week R&B’s problem child William Ray Norwood Jr. aka Ray J dropped controversial track, “I Hit It First.” Considering the title of the song, his previously released sex tape and his use of a pixelated photo of Kim Kardashian for the single’s art work, it didn’t really take a rocket scientist to figure out what (and who) the song was about. Since its release, the track has received mixed reviews. Some are begging Ray J to sit down and be quiet, while others have sheepishly admitted that they kind of dig the ratchet spectacle being offered in the form of a three-minute song. Ray J’s big sis Brandy, however, seems to be among the group of those begging her baby bro to have a seat. During a recent interview with Karen Civil, Ray revealed that Brandy isn’t at all please about his newly released track.

“I gotta be honest with you, Brandy’s a bit upset. I haven’t talked to her because I know what type of lecture I’m going to get. Brandy is a whole different type of person. She lives in a different kind of world. I’m way more turnt up, my lifestyle is way more on the edge. For her, a lot of things I do, she might not understand but I can say she has my back. She is a little bit concerned and worried about the journey. But in every campaign I do, at the end of it, it always comes out with a positive message. It’s a beginning of a story that we are telling, there’s a middle and there’s a finale, so everyone has to stay tuned, including her.”

He ironically went on to say that the goal of the “I Hit It First” marketing campaign is to not say names because he wants to be “respectable.”

“I don’t wanna say no names. Like the main mission for this whole campaign is to not say no names. Even though the song is edgy and the song is intense and people think it’s a little over the top, we want to be respectable, especially in these interviews. So I don’t really know what’s going on with the other parties and with other people that might feel like they’re involved in the record.”

That’s very noble of you, little Willie. I think you and your “marketing campaign” passed “respectable” a long time ago.

In case you were wondering, Ray also says the video, which he hesitantly compared to an “SNL skit,” will be dropping sometime next week.

Turn the page to watch Ray J’s full interview. Should Brandy be upset with her little bro or should she just chill out and let him live? 

Seriously, the way these entertainers go on about Kim Kardashian, you would think that Mercedes-Benz just rolled her off the assembly line, threw some rims on it and unveiled her as the next great thing in white woman technology at the auto show. I’m going to start calling that lady, Sunshine.

First you have Kanye West writing several odes to his “perfect b***h.” And then you have Ray J talking about the numerical order in which he believed himself to have entered the private parts of this woman, and how (if she is open to the idea of coming back to him, *wink, wink, nudge*) he would be willing to hit it again and “make another movie.”

My first thought is: Is it that Ray J-time of year already? Wow, it seems like just yesterday I just took down and packed away all of the Ray J drama from last year. But like clockwork, Sir Norwood, being led by his team of flying emo-reindeers (you know, Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Delusional, Paranoid, Pompous, and Ridiculous, the heavily medicated red-nose reindeer) sneaks down our virtual chimneys and, while we sleep, hand delivers us bloggers through our Google alerts, the timeless gift of straight-up-and-down f**kery. To be fair, a few days after the tune has dropped (but not sooner, or else he would risk losing all that publicity), Ray J has come forward to denounce allegations that the song is an (c)overt jab at the relationship of Kim K., and by association, Kanye West. According to published reports, the former star of, er…well, I can’t quite remember what show he was on, but I think it might have been on the old UPN, and I’m pretty sure Brandy might have been on it or her show came on right before it, or…hmm…

Anyway, he said that the song wasn’t about anyone in particular, but instead, just a concept – sort of like Socrates, Plato and Aristotle.

But you don’t need to have read The Da Vinci Code to pick up on all the “subtle hints” in a line such as, “I had her head going North and her a** going South but now my baby chose to go West.” Like for real, there is too much familiar association to Kim K in that song for him to be honestly suggesting that this is just some theory he wants us to all to just meditate on – unless the theory is, ‘why did she leave me?’ Or better question: ‘why did she leave me after I hit it first?’ Plus, he can’t quite skirt around the song’s album cover, with its blurred digital image of a woman, who is clearly shaped eerily like Kim K. Ain’t that much back-tracking to explain away that.

Quite honestly, I’m surprised that between riding around his mansion in his seven Rolls-Royces and hanging out with The Money Team, Ray-J even has the time to record such a classic mash-up of desperation and messiness as “I Hit it First.” And my initial reaction was to feel sorry for Kim K because obviously she is having to deal publicly with the juvenile antics of a jerky ex. But I also kind of pity Ray J too. Not to sound so crude, but there is nothing remotely attractive about a grown man, still bragging on his package. Not to say that it’s okay that young men do it, but grown men (he is 32 by the way), who revel in how many women they’ve bedded and talk about women like conquests, tend to have some unresolved self-esteem issues, which likely stem from their childhood.

For instance, there was this one guy I used to know back in college, who used to enjoy telling all of his friends – both women and men – about who he slept with and all that they had done together. I still remember how his face would beam with pride as he would over-share sordid tales of risque casual sex. I never understood why he would be so insistent on sharing these stories, especially since everyone around him made it clear, sometimes very angrily, that they were disinterested. But this guy took lots of pride in the fact that he could “get b***hes.” And then one day, he let it slip out that in high school, he wasn’t exactly Cool Hand Luke with the ladies as much as he was in college. Then it all made sense.

Now, I’m not outright saying that Ray- J has some unresolved self-esteem issues – I’m just presenting this as a concept (sound familiar?). I mean, it must have been really hard growing up in the shadows of his superstar sister. And no matter how well he tickled those ivories during that impromptu performance of “I Wish” in Floyd Mayweather’s living room, nobody I know is really checking for the next Ray J album. Truth is, no one really cares about Ray J – at least publicly. I’m sure his family and close friends care for him, but generally speaking, folks are just not into him like that. Which makes his latest stunt even sadder. It’s one thing to gossip about sex, but another to gossip about the same sexual story over and over again. We get it; you slept with Kim K. We saw it; it was on tape, remember? Point is though, that the whole Kim K/Ray J era was like six or seven years ago. People have moved on. Kim has moved on (several times) since Ray J. And he is still stuck singing about the same ole’ Sunshine. So yeah, he might have hit it once, but it is totally old news.