I don’t believe in the concept of a jump-off. Here is what I mean. I don’t like it when certain women are looked at as strictly sex partners and thus looked down upon by other women and the men they love. Jump-offs and side-pieces don’t exist in my world. This doesn’t mean I marry every woman I come in contact with either…
A jump-off is a state of consciousness. Only a weak man can even see a jump-off in the woman he is making love with. Any woman can be molded and shaped into whatever a man requires her to be, but if the man’s consciousness is fucked up then he won’t have the ability to mold her into shit except what he is, which is something fucked up. He’s basically a ho~ish jump-off running around shaping, molding, and labeling women just the way he feels about his own actions.
Men who label women as Jump Offs are like the evil Sith Lord in black robes attempting to convert all the potential princesses into jump-offs. Real men, like me, are The Hulk (TM) and my boys are the Avengers (TM). We’re flushing the evil empire back into the toilette abyss from whenst you came.
The only way a man can see women as jump-offs is if his mom was a jump-off. How about that for some metaphysical wisdom? It takes one to know one, like attracts like – yes, that type of shit right there? How about this? A KING doesn’t even fuck with anything other than QUEENS because he can’t afford to get his aura and robes dirty. Feel me?
Oh, that’s confusing or you disagree?
Wait, let me get this straight – you’re a KING, a GOD and you’re down here fucking with so called jump-offs, side-pieces, and ho’s. Ooookayyy (in my slow, trying to make sense outta your logic type of voice). The fact you even have time to label a woman a jump-off puts your KING, GOD, and MAN status in question. It doesn’t even make sense. Your logic is skewed at worst. At best you’re not recognizing your toxic nature and mindset and failing to look into the mirror to truly see yourself. It’s like catching Warren Buffet in the ghettos of SE Washington, DC or catching Oprah dating Lil John or some shit. For what? I don’t care what he thinks of himself, he never comes up on her radar.
So why is a ‘jump-off’ on yours homie? Oh, because you’re the equivalent. Got it.
And the funny thing is all modern American women have had the same or similar sexual and dating experiences during their lives, but you think ‘your’ girl is something different than what you’re claiming these other women are. Holmes, you don’t even understand that someone is looking at your girl saying, “She used to be my jump-off back in the day.” Shit, me and my bros are looking at her like that. Me and my boys had fun with her and her crew for years before moving on to something new and then you found her. Or maybe a few other crews found her and played the jump-off game and THEN you found her and wifed her. She performed so well I decided to keep her identity secret so that she at least would have a shot at marriage one day, plus she stayed loyal to me and the crew so tight and never blew up the spot so that’s the least I can do. I had her holmes! We had her. LOL.
I mean, who do you think you’re with, the Virgin Mary? Let me let you know who you’re with: Your woman represents the cumulative opinion you have of all women on the planet. So if you think 30% of all women are jump-offs, 40% are side-pieces, 20% are fronting, and 10% are queens then you officially know the percentage make-up of your woman, wife, or gf and your mama. Feel better? You should because knowing is half the battle.
I know you don’t want to believe it, but that’s what it is. You can’t attract what you are not or what you don’t believe. Just look at your relationship to money; do you have money or debt – case closed. See how it works? You get what you are.
What did you say? Ohhh ok, I got it, she’s the smart former jump-off who learned the dating game and can now front so hard you think she’s the pristine, virgin princess. She’s the Oscar winning actress now – Merrell Streep in this mf? It’s so funny to see men playing themselves in the dating game. She’s even learned to hold back during sex and act like it’s damn near her first time just to mind-fuck your ass into believing she’s sanctified or some shit #lmfao.
Holmes, why do you think women get together in their sister circles and call men dumb asses? They can’t help it because they play men so much and so hard that they can’t hold it in any longer. They have to laugh and talk about the shit as a kind of group therapy or some shit. The sad thing is the only reason they can play you so hard is that you have these fucked up concepts (i.e. jump-off, ho, so forth…) on what a sexually active woman is to the point you don’t know who is who.
You’re marrying side-pieces and calling the queens jump-offs. You might as well just fuck your boy in the back of the Hummer – which apparently many of you have decided to do – but anyway. If you are calling any woman a jump-off, you’re a dumb ass and officially loosing. That’s about as smart as calling your mom and grandma a jump-off; especially since you have absolutely no training and experience with what a woman is or can be. Just stop it because you’re making us look worse than we are. We already down two sets to love, in this piece. At least keep your mouth closed so that your IQ can remain a secret.
Dude, let me let you in on a secret – you’re absolutely not outsmarting these women under any circumstance whatsoever. I’m a Love Coach by trade. Do you know how many women I talk to who’s men have zero idea what’s happening in the relationship; but she has the whole picture? And I mean the entire picture – names, dates, social security numbers, photos, receipts, favorite lipstick color, and the list goes on. It’s not even close. Men are too emotional nowadays to have information on their woman and hold it in (like women do) as to produce strategy to get the upper hand. As soon as you hear about her even looking at another man you start acting like biyitch – kicking in the door, waiving the 44 #loosing.
You’re like Chriz and Driz fighting in the club over some pussy they will never ever own. Who won that battle? I tell you who won, the one with no penis who’s performing the mental fuck on both those hoes and getting her pussy ate while she reads the tabloids about two fools in a club fighting ~ That’s who.
Everything I write is for men, even though mostly women read it, because we need to get a grip here before we loose every fucking thing – family, credit, community, freedom, respect, the kids, EVERYTHING! We’ll all be in jail at this pace. I’m watching what’s happening and talking to the men and women of all ages and generations and it’s not looking good for the gender that thinks they’re running shit. Not good at all.
And guess what, you’re the first ones to have a couple of daughters. Daddy, daddy, daddy!!!! Karma is a mother fucking bitch ain’t it? There you go with some girls to raise. Daddy – who thinks most women are jump-offs and spent most of him time mastering how to fuck them without getting caught up – now gets to guide his daughters on how to be queens, but oh, wait, you don’t have too much experience treating women like queens now do you….
Make it rain homey. Make it rain like a mf in this piece. You got that jump-off vibe all over you holmes. It’s a part of your being and you’re daughters are gonna feel it. And you’re wife can’t do nothing because she can’t reveal her background and the fact that she’s an undercover jump-off (by your standards) who still thinks about how James and Jimmy had her wide open, but played her thus motivating her to learn the game so tight that she’s got you on lock, stock, and barrel. She knows you’re fucking with Jenny and Susan, but she’s accumulating enough evidence and cash to make a clean break from your ass once the cons of being with you out-weigh the pros. She can’t tell you when she starts to see the jump-off signs in your daughter’s eyes – all because you aren’t treating her like a princess because you didn’t have enough practice. Uh, oh – checkmate, and the cycle continues.
It’s time for the next generation of young minded boys (who think just like you) to have some fun with your baby girls and you get to watch from the sidelines like the Olympics(TM) with zero power to change shit. You can just look into her eyes and keep score. Daddy, I won silver this time. #buriesfaceinhands
Maybe you can abandon your daughters and chalk that up as a loss and tell your son not to be like you and to treat every single woman like a queen so he can practice being that KING. It takes practice to be a KING, as in, every female you come into contact with you should be trying to pull out the inner princess so that she can be a queen one day to either you or one of your brethren in the community such that the world can be sane.
I always tell people that it’s tough to turn energy on an off. You can’t go from Pimp to Daddy like that. You can only be a Pimp-Daddy with your baby girl in one hand, a cape around your neck, and a cane and a cup in the other hand. Say hello to the pole sweetie and betta have my money. Our brains are built to accept behavior and put it on repeat and autopilot in order to save time and our lives. Feel me?
You’d have to change your pattern of acting like a Pimp, treating women you have sex with like Jump Offs.
So, who’s the jump-off now holmes? But fear not, I’ll tell you what to do, go to the church on a Wednesday night and find that seventy-year old lady all dressed up and looking sharp as a tac praying to Jesus, crying and thanking God for all his blessings and show her a picture of a woman you think is a jump-off and the one that is your queen and ask her what’s the biggest difference between these two women based on her intuition. Ask her what the holy spirit is saying to her about both of these women. Ask her is it possible to love these women equally and ask her what would Jesus do when it comes to judging the potential of these women to be great. Surprise!!!
You know the rest…
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