Ur Barber is Sucking For Tips!!

A barbershop is supposed to be simple: you sit down, you get right, you leave feeling like yourself. But what happens when a scandal goes viral and people start asking the question nobody wants to answer out loud: if your barber is in the headlines for his private life, do you still let him touch your hairline? We start with that exact dilemma and follow it where it actually leads which is trust, insecurity, and how much of “manhood” is just fear of being judged. 

We talk about the unspoken bond between a client and a barber, why a clean lineup can feel like currency, and how social media has pushed some shops to charge premium prices without premium skill. From there, the conversation turns into story time: close friendships that get misread, a drunk night where “baby” stops sounding like slang, and the moment you realize boundaries matter no matter who’s talking to you. There’s comedy in it, but there’s also a clear point about consent, respect, and not confusing other people’s assumptions with your reality. 

We close by going straight at homophobia and the way families can either hold you down or tear you apart. I share why I’ll hug my people in public, why love should be louder than gossip, and why letting folks live is a form of strength. If you like raw, uncut conversations about barbershop culture, masculinity, LGBTQ acceptance, and real-life boundaries, hit play. Subscribe, share this with a friend, and leave a review with your take: would you go back to that barber?

Transcript

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Yo,

Welcome And Raw Disclaimer

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welcome to Fo Steppers Only. Well, we sit down and tell you to sit down and watch a steppers stuff. But I wanna ask you something. Oh shit.

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Boy, I think I'm going through puberty.

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Good God Almighty. Now I want to sit down and welcome y'all to four stampers only.

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Good God Almighty. My fucking voice cracking and shit. Oh my god, I think my balls just dropped. But I want to welcome y'all to this wonderful installment of boy. I heard your bartender sucking dick for clip for tips. Good God Almighty. What have these niggas come to? What have these niggas come to? Oh my god. I mean, I'm gonna go ahead and tell y'all. But y'all gotta be understanding this shit is raw, uncut, and unedited. I apologize if I offend anybody, but if you know me in real life, you know I really don't give a fucking my mouth just loose. But this is where I'm gonna come from. I done had barbers that were studs, bull daggles, goddamn goth white females. Hell, I done even slipped up and went to gray clips. But I have never, ever, ever, ever, ever in my life has had to worry about my bartender hitting my well, not my bartender, my barber hitting on me. It's like what how does that conversation even start? I'm just asking. This out of no shit. I leave the little guy done tighten up in the back room, whoosh or like, bro, how do you know? Like, how does that even transpire? But I'm gonna go ahead and kick it to y'all how this situation even popped off. I

Why He Needed A Cut

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wanted to go get my hair cut because my mama told me I looked like I was homeless the other day. I'm talking about hair all over my face. Goddamn looked like I had a mini fro going on, looked like I was one stage of like I was going through some shit. But real active, real actuality, shit. I was just being a dad between working long hours, making sure I met my son's practices, working overtime, got on trying to get my son ready for graduation. You know, I just had a lot of shit populating. But it's it's I went I went to my barber and he said, Bro, boom, bro, you won't believe this. I said, What's happening, bro? What's up? What's up? He said, Bro, you heard about such and such, but I ain't gonna disclose his name because we don't do no name dropping. Unless you really got them pissed me the fuck off. Then I really name drop. But ain't like half y'all know who the fuck I'm talking about anyway. But anyway, he told me something, bro, bro. The nigga

The Video That Started It

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wife done got down popped in on him. I said, What you mean popped in on him? Boy, watch the video. I said, Boy, he done showed me the video, bro. The house looked like it's already been destroyed. Next thing you know, the wife got on, pops open the door, bruh, the nigga butt naked. I mean, butt booted hole naked, with nothing but a do-rag on, and another individual laying in the bed. We don't know if it's a man, woman, or whatever, but folks, I mean, like the internet is talking saying that this is another man laying in the bed. Saying this man is snuck in in the wee early morning just to cotton on, you know, come over there and chill with the man. And it's a Friday morning, bro. You supposed to be at the barbershop cutting heads, but you at the house laid up with another man, bro. Oh my god, bro. I hope this wasn't one of his goddamn um clients making a home making a home goddown, getting a home trim, if you know what I mean, trim, and paying them with a tip. You get what I'm saying? I don't know if it was the tip or the or the nut that he was paying them with, but hey, hey, whatever floats your boat and rocks your ship, hey, that's on you. Hey, hey, I'm not judgmental here. I'm just saying, like, how does your client but clean uh turn into your goddamn Ron Deverge, your rendezvous, your woot-a-woo, your duck off, something like that. Because I'm trying to figure out how y'all's conversations go because I know there's other men in the barbershop while he's cutting your head. And I mean, shit, I understand you cutting his head, but I wasn't expecting a nigga to be getting some head from you.

Would You Still Trust Him

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But anyway, so I asked a bunch of my buddies, but a bunch of my solid partners, a bunch of dudes I work with, though the number one question: if this is disclosed about your barber, do you go back and still fuck with your barber? In my recollection about the situation, I told him my barber ain't never hit on me, so shit, if that nigga product good, and my lineup crispy, my I'm looking like new money, look like I'm looking, I'm about to go, you know, I'm casket short. What do I have complain to complain about? Because I mean, he's never hit on me, he's never tried to swoop in on me, so and my product is A1, where I never have to question a product. Because if a lot of y'all don't know, a lot of these barbers out here charging 50 and 60 dollars just to fuck up your lineup because of social media. But social media is telling them they should charge this when they're not worth this. So, where do we stand on this?

Barber Trust And Lineup Prices

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Because, like me, one of my other partners pointed out, said, shit, if they question it about still going to their barber, because I mean it's a lot of trust between a man and his barber. I mean, straight up, there's a lot of trust between a man and his barber. Because I know sometimes you you just go, you ain't even gotta see the mirror put up, like the checkout or what it looked like. You just know he's gonna goddamn come through. But the thing, the the thing I could sit there and question because I've gone, I've had barbers that be juked out, they be high as fuck on pills. Goddamn gotta take 35 smoke breaks, got them trapping out a barber shop. I'm just saying. I've had these type of barbers to where I get frustrated. Oh, I'm sitting in a barber shop for four hours for nothing to wait for to see, hey bro, how many in front of me? Type shit. But why do what the biggest question, like a lot of these, like a lot of my partners asking, if they questioning their barber, did they find their barber cute? You scared to see over there, you get seen over there to violate what image of yours? What image are you violating, bro? Because I'd rather see a mother, a motherfucker seeing me walk out of a great clip than a barber shop. You get

The Great Clips Horror Story

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me? Because there's a difference between a great clip and a barber shop. Because the first time I went to a great clip, well, that shit that I I told asked the lady, do you know what she's doing? Hey, this is my last resort. I had to go there because I had a job interview the next day. I think I ain't got the job because my lineup was fucked up. But anyway, I asked the lady, do you know how to cut hair? She said, Yeah, I know how to cut hair. The first thing she did was yum, go backwards against the grain. Bro, I bought died. I about motherfucking died. I thought I was about to have a whole conniption. I I literally think I died three times in that chair while she was cutting my hair. But anyway, go back to the story. Um, a lot of these guys, like, what are you thinking? Is your barber cute? You thinking dirty thoughts about your barber? Or have you had, or somebody question your masculinity about being, you know, an alphabet diver or, you know, a sneaking geek, uh, Atlanta frequent. Um, or we as they call them, a lot of folks call them just them down low-ass motherfuckers. Um, I'm just curious about what you think. Because me personally, as long as my barbe ain't never hit on me, I would still go back. But I know a lot of a lot of men ain't confident in masculinity where they can be seen in that light. To where they like, oh shit, I ain't got shit to worry about. The nigga ain't never hit about me. My money good. Shoot. I just know I'm going over there for a product. I'm just going to get a job done, and boom, I'm out the door. That's it. Because I mean, men don't question when you go to a spa and there's a man there to give you a massage. So what are you questioning? What are you literally questioning? So, now this story time. Now

When An Ex Questions Your Sexuality

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off that subject, but it's story time. Um, because I had an ex-girlfriend one time. I mean, she ain't shit anyway, but anyway. Um, I had an ex-girlfriend. Um, and a lot of my like my A1 day ones that ain't never folded on me were females. And they my solid partners, even to this day. I mean, we like 20, 30, 30 years deep. Um, homegirls and homeboys. You know what I'm saying? And oh, by the way, long live Bubble Chuck. Long live B Chuck. Um, yeah, that's one of my partners that passed along, uh passed away not too long ago. So long live B Chuck. But anyway, so the girl was got down telling me because I used to hang out with my homegirls a lot because they knew how to goddamn, you know, they they'll whip up some um some meatballs, some wings. They cooking before we go out. So, you know, I'm over there munching and crunching before I got on, you know, drink my liquor. Cause, like back then, shit, we'll go through a bottle in the night and she we be looking for more liquor. Um, but anyway, she asked me, Oh, you hang with all these females? Are you gay? Nah, I didn't know. I'm just solid with them. They just cool the fuck. But so one night, I'm walking out of a bar. Like,

The Night A Stranger Hit On Him

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I used to drink liquid cocaines. If y'all never had a liquid cocaine, that shit is like death in a glass. Um, it's in a little shot glass. What you do is you take uh 151, you take golden sloger, and you take Jaeger, put it all in a shot, and you so I used to do those like three, four times a night. And it and if you know me, you know me. It wasn't shit for me to bring up a new alcohol for us to try for us going out. Our pregame rituals. Um, like I can't tell you how many of my homegirls and homeboys um I'd have made throw up outside of a club or in the club bathroom or on our way home. Shit, I used to tell them shit. We either call in Chewbacca or we call in the dinosaurs because they're gonna sound like you know, all the way through. So I'm getting outside, I'm fucked up drunk. So they asked me where I want to eat because I'm fucked up. Like, you don't take friends to the ER, you take them to the waffle house or the crystals. So I told them, hey, let's go get some crystals, them little goddamn, you know, them little bite-sized sliders or some wings. Because that's the only place open at this time of night. Cool, no problem. As I'm waiting for them to go get my car and come pull back up because I'm too fucked up to walk fast enough. A random Joe Schmo walks up to me. He said, Hey bro, can you help me to the Waffle House? Shit, sure, bro. You just make that telling the directions. I ain't first time I heard it, it was, hey, well, what you finna do? So me being drunk, I was like, shit, well, me and my friend, we want to go to Crystals. Yeah, but I know that, baby. You wanna go too? My dumb ass is thinking the nigga from New Orleans. So I'm thinking he just saying, baby, as like we say, hey, what's up, shout out or something? Hey, what's up, partner? What's up, bro? What's up, twin? Shit like that. Like just lingo. So he says, Well, baby, I'll pay for yours if you just want to go with me. Why the fuck didn't he keep calling me baby? Bro, tell me why this motherfucker grab tries to grab my hand and and and talk to me. I immediately, immediately get sober. And I I get, I say, hey bro, what you doing, bro? Hey, this ain't that type of boy, what you doing? My friend walks up, my homegirls walk up. Hey JJ, what's going on? Hey man, I this I think this motherfucker's trying to fuck me. So they bust out laughing. I said, Man, I know I'm short, I know I'm small, but these niggas, boy, what the fuck, man? I ain't this ain't that type of party. So, yeah, and then, but after that, we would end up going to Crystals, and we ordered like $35 in food, then headed back to um uh Broadacres, but I I think we pulled off without the food. I don't even know if I because I don't remember eating, because my I know my cousin Zay was with me, but I don't remember eating. Yeah, that was yeah, that was a fucked up night. Yeah. Fucked up night. I can't tell you how many nights I've had like that to where it's just a blur. Like, okay, man, um, nephew, nephew, Dreek, um, Nikita, Shawana, Tawana, Tot, all of us done went to Harlem nights in Atlanta. Remind you, we get into it. We drinking. And it's about 45 minutes back home. 45 minutes for an hour back home to ask. So, I mean, we get into it, we having a ball. Next thing I know, we there. I done had a lot of drunk escapade nights, y'all.

Drunk Escapades And Bad Choices

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Don't judge me. Whatever. I used to drink like a fish. Now I don't. I mean, y'all niggas see these bottles here, but I got even more over there. Shit, I damn near got a bar. But um, so the club closes. So I done snuck a bottle, a half a bottle of what was I drinking that night? I don't even know what I was drinking back then. I don't know if it wasn't brown yet. I wasn't established a brown yet. I think because I had no, I remember paying for a bottle. And I was like, shit, I ain't finna let this bottle go to waste. I'm finna sneak this bitch out to the car. So I ended up sneaking it out to the car. Don't ask me how I got it to the car, because I all I know, I ain't like my hungers ain't had no bags, no nothing like that. So I don't even remember how I got it to the car. Because I know it's a half a bottle. So we get back in the car. Nikita, Jimmy, all of them took off. It's only me and Todd in the car. So I'm driving. Bruh, tell me how I get lost on a one-way street in Atlanta. If you go down downtown Atlanta, a lot of the streets are goddamn one way. So how the fuck did I get lost? I know I was fucked up. Couldn't find 85. Um, but I ain't had GPS, I ain't had Waze. And these motherfuckers long gone. Tell me why I find 85. Boom. I said, oh shit, there you go. Ew. Got on there. I done jumped in the HOV lane. I know I'm running like 90 to 95 miles an hour. This is not a good decision, kids. Do not take my shit as a way of life. I made a stupid decision. I drove while I was intoxicated. I don't do this shit no more. Um, but I ended up catching up to Nikita and Jimmy. And I just blew past them. Next thing I know, Jimmy done jumped behind me. Foom! But Nikita calling both of iPhones, cussing us the fuck out. At this time, y'all, I was in my little net, my um, my black accura. Um, but I love that motherfucker. That motherfucker used to go. Um, but we done we done made it to uh McDonald's. When McDonald's, I don't know what the fuck happened. I done got kicked out to McDonald's. Ask me how I get kicked out of a McDonald's. I wasn't trying to fight nobody. I don't, I I was just being me. If you know me, I like to have fun. I like to joke, I like the crack jokes. But I was in McDonald's and I got kicked out. I stay super shit. Um that's like one time we went to Strokers, and I was with one of my exes, we went to Strokers, and um I handed her some ones to go throw up it at the club, throw up that um at the stripper. If you know certain certain stages have those little ropes around it, so you can't go in certain areas. Well, next thing I know, I look up, this girl done got down, went straight towards a rope and just went flat first and hit the floor in front of the stripper. The stripper done came down off the stage to check on a girl. I said, Oh my god. I said, Oh my god, we too drunk for this. We too drunk for this. That's just type of that's just the type of nights we used to have, just to have fun and have a good time. But I mean shit, but back to back to the first topic that we bust this story out with.

Loving Family Without Judgment

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A lot of men are very homophobic. And it's saddening because a lot of them don't know how to, you know, just fuck with people, how they fuck with people. Because you got you got certain people that I'm real close with that people will look at me like, damn, why the fuck he feels I like one of my cousins. I love him to death. Love him to death. He is a uh makeup artist for the stars. He is an artist, he's a multi-talented individual. I mean top tier. Bitux. But um he is, I'm sorry, I'm telling my dog to go away. Um, he is a multi-talented individual. It's so crazy because one day my cousin is, he dresses up. He dresses up, I mean, wigs. I mean, that motherfucker be dressing to a T makeup one point every time. That motherfucker be play as fuck in his own way. You get what I'm saying? So one night, I saw him out of the bar. I'm talking about him, he in his full little get up. I mean, like, I mean, nails on, wig on, makeup on, like eyeshadow, all that shit. I said, what sort of cub? What going on with you? I love you, cuz. So I go up, dap him up, and give him a hug. He says, You the you're my only cousin that will hug me in public when I'm dressed like this. I said, Man, fuck them folks. If they got something to say, they can come say it to my face. I said, if they're questioning me about my sexuality because I'm I'm hugging my cousin, they can come, they can do that shit all day. I don't give no fucks. Because regardless of what you like or how you dress, whatever, whatever, whatever, I still love you. I still rock with you. I don't give a fuck who who's the judge. They ain't God. That's just how I feel. Because, like one of my uncles, my uncle's the same way. Shit. We me and him make a joke all the time because he tells me I'm the black sheep of the family. Because um at one point in time I was married to a white woman. That's my ex-wife, that's dude's mama. But he he his new boyfriend was white. So he tells me, Hey John, we the black sheep of the fun family. I said, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh. I said, that's because you brought, I said, no, you got me beat, uh. He said, Why how you say I got you beat? I said, because you brought a white man home. I brought a white woman home. You you took mine up a tier. I can't beat that. I ain't trying to beat that. You a yo yo junker trump's mine. But we joke about that. Because but but as soon as I see him, I love him. Shit. I'll always look that's like that's like one of my uncles I rock with. I got shit. I got four uncles. Top three, top tier. Hands down. My uncle, my uncle Carlos, my uncle William, and my uncle Jew. Top tier. I don't care what nobody says, they are my favorite uncles because no matter what, I want. Hear, or I need to hear, they're gonna tell it and keep it straight. That's like when I was going through all my bullshit about my divorce. My uncle and my aunt came down to take care of me when I was going through my surgery. And he told me a lot and helped me learn a lot, and he was also helping me through those tough times and giving me those conversations that I needed to hear to pick myself up at that low point because I was going through a shoulder surgery and a divorce at the same time. So at that time I ain't had nobody to have my back. I ain't had nobody to got down, tell me it was gonna be alright, except for my family, my blood, people that actually fought with me, my friends. But that's that's just what it is. No matter what you look like, what you dress up like, whatever, whatever, if they rock with you that way, treat them as such. Don't alienate them because of their choices. Because would you want them to want somebody to alienate you because of your choices, your decisions, your hiccups, your misfaults? Because I mean shit, what makes them happy, let them make them happy. Because it's too much shit out there in this world that's here to tear us down when we don't need our families tearing us down, or those we those so-called ones we care about to tear us down. So let us live our lives and let us be happy the way we're gonna be happy. Because I mean shit, I get I got told plenty of times, oh, you one of them men. What the fuck you mean, one of them? What you fuck the fuck you mean by one of them? Because this this individual made me happy at this point in time in my life? Because I don't see nothing black and white, I see shit like the crayon box, because everybody has their own potential and own good things about them, to where you can love them for them, and you ain't gotta judge them off of the bullshit you wanna judge them off of. So I mean, if that's your opinion, fuck you and your opinion, and goddamn just rock how you want to rock. Because at the end of the day, shit, steppers gonna step the regardless, regardless if you like us or you don't like us, we gonna step for good forever for our life.

Final Word And Sign Off

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So that's why I tell y'all, thank y'all for joining us here on Fold Steppers only. We out, peace.