Dear Foxy,

Inga.. whats going on? Lets chat, woman to woman. it would seem you’re making choice ( i know i mean, shit is just happening to you) that is constantly putting you in messy situations.  A once fledgling career is now  but a memory. Not quite distant, but not quite current, despite that whole mixtape debacle (I know, they fucked it up, had you had you’re way it NEVER would have been released as it was).  In the latest move you’re featured in the cover of XXL (Yay!!) in a glamor shots that was taken at the cheap photographer in the ghetto mall (no yay). Methinks you need a bit of career rehab. Here are four simple little things that should help you get on the road back to superstardom:

1. Stop hitting people.  Please drop  out of the school of Naomi Campbell Celebrity Behaviour. (Its not even a good look for her). I know you’re a tough broad, that you’re a fighter, but lets not fight every Korean nail technician,  Beauty Shop owner or random person of pisses you off. I know Inga- had they not fucked around and pissed you off, than you wouldn’t have HAD to hit them, throw things or whatever you may have done. But lets just try to avoid acting out in violent ways. Let’s just try it for a month.  You may have some folks react with shock and awe and the new and nicer Foxy, thy may be wary, but persevere. You”l find some people will support this new way of acting, and some wont.  Those who don’t are probably the negative influences in your life. Cut them out like a cancer. It sounds mean, but why keep anyone around you that only encourages failure and negativity?

2. Clear up all lingering legal matters. You know that huge chunk of money that disappears from your bank account each month and goes to a Cohen, Steinberg of Leibowtiz (or any combination of that sort)?  Its going to your nice Jewish lawyer whose job it is to  keep you out of jail. Granted, that why spending time in Rikers thing very well would make me doubt them as well. But they’re Jews, and despite what their mother’s may think, and that whole Jesus guy thing, not miracle workers You do indeed need to meet them halfway. So, until all your legal issues are cleared up, lets try shoeing up early, okay, okay- on time for all court dates, meetings and, hand in hand with not hitting people, you’ll be legal issue free in no time.

3. Focus on your career. Your rap career. Pick your favorite producers and lock yourselves in a studio. Gert it all out. Talk about the deafness, the jail, the industry, all the labels, the fans, the Korean nail techs, the war, the election, your weave. Just get it out. To a bomb ass beat.

4. Stop blaming other people. This will be a tough one for you. Hell, its often tough for everyone. Life sucks a good portion of the time, but at some point we make the conscious decision to not dwell on the fuckery and make our dreams come through ourselves. You’ve had a tough go of it, a life and career path that should have been golden and blessed has been a rough and rocky road. Friends who should have always been there weren’t, lovers who should never have left disappeared, fans have proven to be fair weather and blood has consistently been far thinner than water. Its been hard and unfair and so easy to blame everyone else for the pain we feel. Inga, ma, my sister, that pain wont go sway until you stop choosing to be a victim; of other people, of circumstances, of your own anger. Just let it all go ma. It’ll take price, but the results are worth.

Now these are just suggestions. I cant give you any guarantees that any of this will make your next album go multi-platinum, nor can I guarantee that it will win you a handful of awards. I do, however, have a hunch that it’ll make you happier; and frankly, we a;l want to see a happier more successful Foxy.

God speed Inga, the fans are here of you need us.

Always,
greenie