Dear Ms 'Queen of the Ghetto' Riskay,
I have listened to your song 'Smell Yo Dick' a few times now, and am a little confused. I'm confused about how I feel about you and your song. I can't decide whether I hate you and your song and want you both to die, or if I love you and your hysterical ditty.
With lyrics like "Why you comin' home at five in the morn' / Something's going on can I smell yo dick? / You play me like a fool, you know it ain't cool / Now what you need to do is let me smell yo dick" you make me want to laugh and you make me want to barf. You ghetto-fab genius. It's like you're attempting to channel Lil Kim but ending up with a guest from the
Maury Show.
I think you're funny.
Hollaback!
Love, Katie
Riskay - Smell Yo Dick