The other night I was part of something so mortifying and so humiliating to go through in front of a bunch upper echelon... people who have their life together. The way they passed by looking at this disgusting commotion. I was mortified. I was in an Alexandre Vauthier gown—off the motherfucking runway—and I could not believe how humiliated it all felt because we... made ourselves look—and Imma get back, but before I go, I wanna say that I would never discuss anyone’s child. And it’s so sad for someone to pin that on me because I’m the bad guy and they’re gonna believe them.... I would never talk about someone’s child or parenting.... It’s so crazy to me that people always need to make Onika the bad guy. If you’re right in whatever you’re doing... just speak your truth.

I just want people to know that Onika Tanya Maraj has never, will never... speak ill on anyone’s child. I am not a clown. That’s clown shit. The other thing is to tell the world something just because you look fucking dumb. You knew that when that footage came out, you was about to look fucking dumb, so your publicist—also looking fucking dumb...—they hurried up and put out a statement. I’m such a ill-ass bitch I didn’t even feel the need to defend myself that night.

I just want everybody to marinate for two minutes.... But we did hear this woman say that nothing’s off limits... because she has built her career off of sympathy and payola.