Honey, I don't have a kid with another woman because I cheated on you. She raped me!

"She raped me," the rapper told S2S editor Jamie Foster Brown. "I mean, you know, that might sound like some bullsh*t. No man has ever been... you know what I mean, like never? Is that the only thing in the world that's not possible?" Mrs. Simmons recalled an earlier encounter with the woman. "Before the stuff hit the fan, she came up to us while we were in court and said 'I work for kids that are sickly,' said Tashera. "So he said 'Give her my number.' That's how it goes all the time. At first, I said OK. But, then I thought she looked deranged and obsessed with him." While his wife "blocks out" the experience to cope, X gained a more valuable lesson: "Turn on the light before I go to sleep," he said.

I know all you people think a man can't be raped and DMX is just trying to cover his ass. Let me tell you something before you jump to that conclusion, it happens. I've never told anyone this story but I was raped back in January 2000, or as I refer to it, "The winter I stopped being a boy and became a man." Looking back on it, I was so stupid and cocky--I deserved it really. All the signs were there: my She raped me!

"She raped me," the rapper told S2S editor Jamie Foster Brown. "I mean, you know, that might sound like some bullsh*t. No man has ever been... you know what I mean, like never? Is that the only thing in the world that's not possible?" Mrs. Simmons recalled an earlier encounter with the woman. "Before the stuff hit the fan, she came up to us while we were in court and said 'I work for kids that are sickly,' said Tashera. "So he said 'Give her my number.' That's how it goes all the time. At first, I said OK. But, then I thought she looked deranged and obsessed with him." While his wife "blocks out" the experience to cope, X gained a more valuable lesson: "Turn on the light before I go to sleep," he said.

I know all you people think a man can't be raped and DMX is just trying to cover his ass. Let me tell you something before you jump to that conclusion, it happens. I've never told anyone this story but I was raped back in January 2000, or as I refer to it, "The winter I stopped being a boy and became a man." Looking back on it, I was so stupid and cocky--I deserved it really. All the signs were there: my OP shorts, my low cut v-neck shirt, the fact I was in a scrapbooking store past 2pm--without a friend! But I was young and strong, I told myself, I can't get raped. We're talking about the new millennium here. There hasn't been a scrapbooking store rape in years. So I thought. Last thing I remember before I blacked out was walking by a few kick-ass stencils (one was a mischievous cow and I think the other one was Saturn. I'm pretty sure Saturn had sunglasses on but I'm really getting off-topic here--just know that it was the sassiest planet I'd ever seen). Next thing I know, I woke up in a pile of my own urine and vomit in the glue aisle. My pants were on backwards. My innocence was lost.

Tashera: "I work for kids that are sickly." Think I may have just found my newest line to pick up local barsluts.

On a serious note, If you want to help the cause: http://www.stop-scrapbooking-store-rapes.com