(Editor’s Note: This is Rachel’s third piece for her weekly column, “The Lady Doth Protest)
Lately I can’t stop listening to the song “Smoke Dope and Rap” by Andre Nikatina. An anthem about Andre’s love for weed, rapping, and his hair, the song also demonstrates his disdain for everything not included in the aforementioned list. Women in particular get the short shrift; take Janine for example. “Ooh it’s Janine, she licks my dick clean,” Andre croons when she calls him, yet her fellatio skills aren’t enough for Andre to want to smoke with her. He boasts that, “I know she got mad /Because I killed it and I didn’t bring the weed/ I did bring the weed but I left in the my Cutty /Did you really think I would smoke some dank with you dummy? No!” That line is hilarious. At the same time, it illuminates the misogyny pulsating through the song. Since my obsession with “Smoke Dope and Rap,” I have tried to reconcile my feminist* perspective with Nikatina’s clear disregard for women throughout the jam. (more…)
Playtonic Dialogues 