Yeah, Kanye West had the best rap album of the year. It was cinematic, honest, captivating, ambitious, high-minded but consciously crude, and blah blah blah. But as for Kanye, the rapper, he’s still just a weirdo. He actively tries to cultivate this artistic persona, and it works for two reasons--because his music absolutely qualifies as art, and because we’ve always assumed “true” artists were a little insane.
Weezy Friday: Because Kanye’s A Weirdo, But Wayne’s An Alien
All of which is to say, Kanye had a great album, but Wayne’s home now. There’s a big difference between a weirdo that demands attention, and an alien that commands it.
Weirdo:
Took pills, kissed an heiress,
And woke up back in Paris
Alien:
So misunderstood,
But what’s the world without enigma?
Two b—tches at the same time,
Call it synchronized swimmers
That reminds me... IT’S WEEZY FRIDAY.
Here’s three more sports-related lines from Lil Wayne’s newest song, “6’7”...
1.“You know I’m a ball till they turn off the field lights, the fruits of my labor, I enjoy ‘em while they still ripe”
2. “With a swag you would kill for, money too strong, pockets on bodybuilder”
3. “Glass half empty, hall full I’ll spill ya, try me and run into a wall, outfielder”
And just because this was awesome...
Life is a bitch, and death is her sister,
Sleep is the cousin, what a f--kin family picture,
You know father time, and we all know mother nature,
It’s all in the family, but I’m of no relation,
No matter who’s buyin, I’m a celebration,
Black and white diamonds, F*CK SEGREGATION.
Now go get all post-racial with Weezy this weekend...
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