Terror Firsthand #31: Surviving More Hate

 ©Terror Firsthand is a fictional blog series that was created in 2024. It is for entertainment purposes only, and I wrote it from the top of my head. Photos are reenactments and dramatization. The following story is for mature audiences only. Please, do not try any thing dangerous at home. 

Warning: extreme terror

Terror Firsthand: Surviving More Hate 

In Alaska taking pictures of bears

I started packing up my things and left the campground. No more Big Rutabaga. I decided to go back to Alaska to take pictures of some more bears for my photography website. It was a long ass drive from Mississippi. After I captured the bears, I went to a log cabin nearby and drank some hot tea. I grilled some salmon and ate spinach with it. I went on the internet and I still saw the video of me being boo'd off stage in Alabama all over the place. 

I watched the old episode of me on Get On Yo Knees podcast again. I really wanted to go back on there, but I didn't want to go back to Chicago near Marcus gay ass Goldman. Niggas like him and Big Rutabaga are the reason I don't believe in God. I hate God! I hate incestuous nasty predators that try to force God on me. I'll never believe in their gay God! God is a f*ggot and a pedophile! That's my opinion and I'm sticking to it! God ain't for me, and never will be! God will never rescue me from incestuous filth and those gross, gay, lying fa*gots that are always framing me for something I didn't do. I'll never go to church! I'll never worship what the fake people worship! 

I decided to email a podcast in Alaska called Bear Music Podcast. The host, Wayne Balinsky, emailed me back the next day and told me I can do the interview so I did. I woke up, drank some coffee, and got dressed. Bear Music Podcast was a virtual show, so I didn't have to go to a studio. I could do the interview from the comfort of my cabin. 

"Hi, Welcome to Bear Music Podcast. I'm your host Wayne Balinsky, and today we have on the show, Oya Obinidodo." He said.

"Oya Obinidodo. It's a pleasure to meet you. How are you?" He asked.

"Hi. I'm fine. Nice to meet you." I replied.

"So how do you feel today?" He asked.

"I feel disgusting and molested and no one cares. Everybody keeps laughing at me and acting like no one's doing anything to me. It's extremely sickening. They're the gayest incest bullies walking the face of the earth!" I replied.

"Would you like to elaborate on that?" Wayne Balinsky asked.

"No. There's no need." I replied.

"Ok so tell the viewers a little bit about yourself. Where are you from?" Asked Wayne.

"I'm the the United States." I replied.

"What part?" He asked.

"I'm from Virginia." I replied.

"So what was your childhood like growing up in Virginia?" Asked Wayne.

"I was an only child in a single parent home. My mother didn't marry until I was 18. My childhood was fine. I was a honor roll student." I replied.

"Oh okay, so how did you get into the music business?" Asked Wayne.

"I've always had a knack for music. I didn't get to go to college for it but I was able to start rapping as I got older." I stated.

"So what made you choose the rap genre? Why aren't you a Christian rapper?" He asked.

"I'm not a f*cking Christian. I hate God and I hate Christianity and I'm not afraid to publicly say it. If I go to hell I go to hell. Like Biggie Smalls said." I replied.

"True. So you don't think you'll ever be a Christian rapper?" He asked.

"Hell f*cking no. I am not Mase." I replied. 

"Hold on for a second." I said, and went to pour a glass of champagne. Then I came back with the glass.

"Whatcha sipping on?" Asked Wayne Balinsky.

"This here is called Cooks."  I replied. 

"Okay so explain what made you call your album The Ruff Owtdowz." He said.

"Well. I called it that because I'm always outside and it's rough out there." I replied.

"What do you mean it's rough?" He asked.

"I mean like the violence. It's ugly out there." I replied. 

"I understand. So tell the viewers, do you have a man?" Asked WB.

"No I do not, and I never fu*king will. I put that on everything." I replied. "They'll never want me!" 

"What makes you say that?" Wayne asked.

"What does dating have to do with music?" I asked.

"Oh so you wanna go there huh? I get it. So why don't you have any features on any of your songs?" Asked Wayne.

"Because no one has reached out to me. I'm not reaching out first. People bully me too much and it isn't safe. If these phoney niggas want a feature they know where to find me." I replied. 

"So how do you feel about Big Eisoob? Do you think he's a rat?" He asked.

"Big Eisoob is always on TV talking about people. I don't know. I don't wanna speak on something I don't know about. I do know that he talks a lot." I replied. 

"If you could do a feature with anybody on earth. Who would it be?" Asked Wayne Balinsky.

"I honestly have no idea!" I replied. 

"Do you think you'll ever get signed? Or will you always be independent?" Asked Wayne.

"Independent forever! No music label is going to reach out to me!" I replied. "I have a better chance at death than getting signed!" 

"What made you come all the way to Alaska?" Asked Wayne. 

"I like the bears. I do photography." I replied.

"Great. That sounds fun. So do you have another solo album coming out?" He asked.

"Yes I do. I only have one recorded track for the album so far, and that song is called 'Blasting Thru Yo Speaker'. I have a long way to go. Who knows how long it's going to take. I'm more focused on my book that I'm writing than that." I said. 

"So how's the gang life treating you? Aren't you a Crip?" He asked.

"It's treating me like s*it. I don't f*ck with these members out here. They are funky and fake. I stay to myself. I'm not even active. I don't wanna end up in jail with a bunch of dykes just because I've been gang banging with a bunch of men. Ya dig? " I stated. 

"So whose your favorite Crip rapper?" He asked.

"I don't know. I don't wanna mention those phoney celebs. Next question." I responded. 

"Is it true that you went to Chi Town and got pimped out by a big time pimp named Big Ski? And how well did you know Mevin Died Heaven?" He asked.

"I don't wanna speak on Big Ski! Fu*k that nigga! I ain't no prostitute! These men gay! I can't sell p*ssy to them anymore! They stinky!" I replied. 

"No. I didn't know Mevin that well! He was a hater! All the members were!" I replied. 

"Can you sing?" Asked Wayne.

"Hell naw! I use auto tune! I couldn't sing if you paid me!" I replied. 

"Why you don't wear nail polish?" He asked.

"Because it has an odor and I think that nail polish is gay. It's for gays only." I replied.

"How? Lots of women paint their nails." He said.

"Wayne, I am not lots of women!" I replied.

"So would you let someone paint your nails for a million dollars?" He asked.

"F*ck no! That's like saying will I bump p*ssy for a million dollars. Hell f*cking naw!" I replied. 

"So your nails are going to be that plain and natural for the rest of your life?" He asked.

"Hell yeah! I ain't putting that gay s*it on. Wearing nail polish is like wearing men's clothes to me. F*ck no I ain't wearing that!" I replied. 

"Back to Christianity. If you aren't a Christian, then why do you have a Christian tattoo across yo chest?" Asked Wayne.

"I didn't mean to get that. It was a mistake. It's there forever. I was tricked into thinking I was a Christian." I replied.

"Are you going to get a cover up?" He asked.

"Nah. It's going to look uglier. It's too big. I'm going to leave it alone." I replied. "In my opinion, cover ups are for smaller tattoos." 

"Where did you get your ink done?" Asked Wayne.

"Most of it was done in Virginia. One was done in Los Angeles California and one was done in Tampa Florida." I replied.

"Where was the one across your chest done?" He asked.

"In Virginia." I replied.

"Do you think you'll be getting any more?" He

 asked.

Wayne Balinsky from Bear Music Podcast 

"Probably a few touch ups. I don't know." I replied.

"In one of your songs, you mentioned that you were going to put some tattoos all over your face. Did you mean that?" Asked Wayne Balinsky.

"I've thought about it, but I'm not going to do it. That's doesn't mean I'm trying to apply for a job or anything. I'll never be liked, even without the face tatts. I just don't want to put something on my face that I'll regret. Like the chest tattoo. That's all." I said. 

"What's your favorite food?" Asked Wayne Balinsky. 

"Lobster tail, filet mignon, and spinach." I replied.

"What's yours?" I asked.

"Oh me? Mine is uhhh.... Spaghetti with meatballs and Garlic bread." He said.

What kinda basic meal is that? 

"What's your favorite alcohol?" I asked.

"Dusse." He replied.

"Oh my goodness I hate Dusse! It's too strong! I've only had it one time!" I said.

"I'm the podcaster here! I ask the questions!" Said Wayne Balinsky, while letting out a loud laugh. 

"So whose your favorite female rapper?" Asked Wayne.

"Nigga what kind of gay ass question is that!? I don't like none of those funky ass f*ggots. They are not my peers! They are my opps!" I replied, honestly. 

"So every single female rapper in the game is your opp?" He asked.

"Hell yeah! I don't listen to those funky ass looking women! They all look stinky! I'm scared of em!" I yelled. 

"Why are you afraid of them?" He asked.

"Because they all look stinky!" I repeated. 

"Wow. You're the only female rapper I've heard say that." Said Wayne Balinsky.

"Them b*tches make my stomach turn! Yuck!" I said. "I'll never be a fan of those unnatural fa*gots! I listen to myself! I'm my favorite rapper!" I replied.

I don't like women. I'm not gay, and I don't like gay men. What part of that don't these racist ass people understand? I'm not gay and I'm not a man. I don't have to respect women. It's not my job to respect them. All they do is bully me and bite me. 

"Have you ever thought about hiring a bodyguard?" Asked Wayne Balinsky.

"Nigga I gotta walk around in a bulletproof vest and a bullet proof helmet! I'm scared one of them funky queer women might shoot me! They might have a vagina or they might have a d*ck! I can't hire a bodyguard because they gay too!" I replied. 

"Wow I've really never heard a female rapper say that before. Whose your biggest opp?" He asked.

"Nigga I'm not saying those f*ggots names! I don't get down like that!" I replied. 

"What's your response to The Downfall of P Diddy? Did you see that?" Asked WB.

"Yeah I watched that. I think P.Diddy is an innocent person and that those people suing him are haters. I mean some of those people are bringing up stuff from 33 years ago. That's sad." I replied.

"Yeah that is sad." Said WB. 

"I had to cut the TV off because it was too painful to watch." I continued.

"Well that's all for today folks. Where can viewers find you?" Asked WB.

"They can find me on most social media platforms except Facebook, Reverbnation, and Twitter. @oyaobinidodo." I replied.

Then the show ended. I then left and went to a nearby sandwich shop called Busway. I ordered a turkey sandwich. The person working there was ratchet and smelly looking. I broke my rules. I usually don't eat at places if the workers look stinky because they look unsanitary and they usually make me loose my appetite, but I was hungry so I tried to eat there anyway. She had long purple nails and one of them was missing. It was gross. 

I was able to eat a little bit of the sandwich, but I threw the rest in the trash. I couldn't stomach the way the food worker looked. I wasted like $5. It was no big deal. After I left Busway, I went back to the cabin. I stayed in there all day and the next day, I watched the uploaded video of me on the Bear Music Podcast.