“You just don’t like her because you’re old”, is what the 14 year-old told me as we were debating the quality of Nicki Minaj’s music. Me? Old? I can still beat-box, pop-lock and recite every line of The Message, Sucka MCs, and Paper Thin. So maybe I am old, but that doesn’t mean I’m wrong. This heated debate was sparked after said 14 year-old spent her King Holiday downloading Nicki Minaj’s music to my network, eventually crashing my computer. Furious, I told my niece that I would have gladly purchased the CD for her, to which she arrogantly replied, “she doesn’t do CDs, just mixtapes”. Maybe it is because I am “old”, but I cram to understand how any artist has this cult following without even attempting to produce a full album, or even a solo song (at the time of debate). I decided to listen to this “cutting edge musician” but after only a few lines, I was quite honestly mortified, for many reasons. Having grown up listening to MC Lyte, Queen Latifah, Salt-n-Pepa and other females during Hip Hop’s Glory Days, I did not realize that the respected rap queen du jour had fallen to such depths of novelty lyrics and sexploitation. My next questions were HOW, WHEN and WHY did this happen.