Picture this: In a forest of gay culture,
there is a belief that being a wolf (top) automatically puts you at the top (pun intended?) of the food chain...

…but dare to entertain the thought of being a fox (bottom),
and suddenly you’re simply seen as an entree.
it’s not just the gay community either;
even the straights won’t give you a nod of acceptance unless you’re the one dominantly slaying hole.

Enter J.P,
the rapping wolf with an edit to a past narrative in his recent scandal of being with another male.

on a podcast with some straights,
he found himself having to clarify his default favorite position.
in a forest where dominance is currency,
does being anything less mean you’re nothing more?…