Aubrey Drake Graham: Leading The Charge For Sensitive Brothers

"Started from the bottom now we're here...Started from the bottom now my whole team effin' here.."  Oh yess!!  Those were the lyrics that came to mind when I thought of hip-hop artist and future R&B mega star, Drake. Huh? What? R&B mega star?  Well sure, why not?  I already have a prediction from a reliable source that Drake's next project will be an EP of R&B songs.  You know...because he's so preciously sensitive.

I'm not going to go into a full literary rant on the uber-sensitivity of our beloved hip-hop star/singer who goes by the name of Drake.  I mean, I like Aubrey Drake Graham. I have no issues with the multi-talented artist. I mean...just because he has a knack for returning to past dreary relationships in order to strike up subject matter on his albums? Hey, that's cool with me. There's a level of softness and sensitivity which flows through my veins as well, ya know. Well, actually it doesn't; but still, I can relate to our friend, Drake, on matters of relationship scarring. Well, actually I can't...But I'm certainly willing to try.

The point I'm trying to make is that sensitive brothers are making a comeback dammit!  And it's for real this time. Ralph Tresvant kept it going for as long as he could.  Chico Debarge tried to add a little toughness to the "sensitive man" courtesy of an extended prison stay; and now, at a time when R&B singers are using hip-hop tracks to attract the ear of music listeners, our incredibly soft buddy, Drake, is saying, hey there, sensitive brotha, you need not hide... I'll carry the baton for ya.

And what a baton it is...fully laced with rhinestones and glitter; and it's oddly salted with the tears that rolled down Drake's face in the midst of a confession of relationships gone bad. Or is it the same relationship that he's yet to get over?  Or is the pain felt when two of the hottest women in the industry, Rihanna and Nicki Minaj, want no part of a Drake relationship because of his abundant degree of softness? Or is it the pain that comes from....  well, you know what?  It doesn't matter.  The point of the matter is that I'm with you Drake. Teach me how to be as awesomely sensitive as you.  No, really! Because dammit, I wanna relate to the new wave of super-sensitive brothers. You know, like Kanye and Frank Ocean and Justin Bieber. Well...on second thought, no thanks Drake.  There's been a recent change.  You see, my youngest niece just texted me a photo of her new kitten, Emily, rolling around in a basket of yarn. (sniff) So uhmm... (sniff) I guess I'm ready for that second dose of Drake's new album now.

5 Things Men Want Their Women To Do (Clean Version)

Words can't express how much we love our ladies. We love you so much that we're seriously thinking about putting a ring on it... if we haven't done so already.  And whatever you want us to do (within reason), believe me, we will certainly do it. That, my dear, is a promise.  However, there is a little something that you could do for us. Actually, there's five things that you can do for us.  Well, uhmm...uhh... if you don't mind, dear.

So here they are:  Number One.  Please, understand the importance of wearing that favorite thing that we like. Some guys like to see their ladies in a pair of snug-fitted boy shorts, others like to see their women in leather or lace. Personally, I go bananas over a number of things, but one of my favs is that ever-provocative crop top t-shirt. Oh yes. The crop top is a man's true friend.  The beauty of the crop top is that it does everything.  It shows off the goods plus its easy access; and dudes freakin' love 'em. Buy one, make one, do whatever you gotta do...just get it. And I promise, for every three times you wear it, I'll wash your car once.  How 'bout that?  And we'll seal that deal with a pinky-locking vow.

Number Two.  We love sexy mid-day photos.  I mean, think about it.  We're at work forced to think about the bossman's new ideas, and his even dumber suggestions for quality improvement...or some other bs.  All of a sudden...bam! We check our phones and lo and behold, there's a sexy photo of our sweet thing in that uber-sexy office skirt.  Well what do you know, we're in love all over again. All of a sudden it had just become the best Wednesday we've ever had in our life.

Number Three.  Always inform us when you tell your fake bff to go eff herself.  We both know that she's trifling; and you know that I know that she's trifling as hell.  The problem is that you've known each other since the second grade.  Well geez!  You don't want to go through that three-day-consuming argument for the 17th time so you continue to ignore her foolishness. However, today was the day that you've had enough, dammit! She must've told somebody that you said something about someone...which was probably true. Nevertheless, it happened; and although we both know that the beef is only temporary, I'm still glad that you said it.  It makes a guy's day.

Number Four.  Give us at least one solid eff-up per month. Come on...you know us.  You know almost everything about us; therefore, you know were gonna eff-up.  It's like clockwork; so just shake you head and keep it moving.  We don't know why we did that stupid thing.  I mean, it's just what we do.  So please, just excuse at least one eff-up per month.  Thank you.

Number Five.  Let us watch the game.  Period.  We like competition.  Real men can't get enough of it.  You know the game is suppose to come on; so please, don't schedule that extreme feminine thing (that for some odd reason you think we want to be apart of) on that day.  Geez! It's the playoffs, or something or another...so damn, let us just watch it.  Because ladies, believe me when I tell ya...if you walk across the tv screen in that super sexy crop top t-shirt while we're watching the game then, well... that game (no matter how important we said it was) no longer matters for sh#t.  I'm just sayin.