Define Yourself

Basic people are all around us. They surround us normal and motivated people. Only those who are the complete opposite of them are able to recognize and diagnose them.

A basic chick is the chick that barely completed high school. She is the chick that initiates fights at the club simply because the girls there are dressed better than her. She is the chick that thinks college is a waste of time and money. She's the chick that believes school loans are the governments’ way of trapping you; in some situations she'll argue her case with her basic chick friends cheering her on. She is the chick that is convinced that the “the man” is out to get her. She's the chick that is 25, and has no goals and plans for her future. She is the chick that goes around educated, successful women and says that these educated women act like they are better than her. She is the chick that gains confidence off the people that (in her mind) are doing worse than her. She is the chick that thinks degrees are just a piece of paper. She is the chick that wishes badly on the people she secretly wants to be. She is the chick that reeks of pessimism. She is that 30 years old woman with three children and no father to help her mind offspring. She is that chick who is still doing the same thing she was doing when she was 16 but now at thirty. She is the chick that sleeps with men for attention and no money. She has no assets; her past is the mirror to her future. She is the chick that we un-basic women try so diligently no to be.

A basic dude is a dude that has nothing. He never had anything. He is the dude that never had any intentions of having anything. He is the dude that wakes up before seven am with no plan for the day. He is the dude with no goals or aspirations. He is the dude that finds women who are more unintelligent then he is and uses them. He makes these women feel like they need him. He is the dude that spends borrowed money to pop bottles of champagne in the club. He is the dude that starts arguments to be the center of attention. His conversation is more irrelevant then his entire existence. He is the dude that borrows clothes, shoes, and jackets from family members and friends and returns it with the smell of failure seeped into the seams. He is the dude that starts arguments in the corner store about the increase of cigarettes prices. He is the dude that thinks a good day involves watching a CNN special so he can educate his other basic friends. He is the dude that blames his un-fortunateness on destiny. He is the dude that feels he doesn't need college because he believes that success is something you’re born with or not. He is the dude that claims he met, spoke to, is affiliated with or knows anybody who is famous. He is the dude that tells his children to stay in school (even though he secretly believes school is overrated). He is always the dude who’s trying to infect people with his useless advice. He is the dude that is 25 and still has basketball dreams. He is the dude that is 33 and is still selling his rap mixtapes out the trunk of his mother’s 1989 Mitsubishi. He is the dude that no one respects and takes seriously. He is the dude that you see early in the morning and forget about for the rest of the day.