(this one writ by our Alexa)
Would you believe in what you believe in if you were the only one who believed it?
I didn’t want to do this. I didn’t exactly go looking for a fight, but everywhere I am, the war on Kanye West is there first. So here I am to Justify My Thug.
You want to hate on Kanye? Want to talk about the kilt, the Kardashian, the fact that not one but two Presidents have spoken out against him? Go on. Knock yourselves out. I’ll wait and just savor the moment here with my My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy. Please proceed.
Feel better? Let me just ask you: At the end of the day, are you bringing home what Kanye West does?I didn’t think so.
Can you write poetry like Kanye West:
I ain’t here to argue about his facial feature
Or here to convert atheists into believers
I‘m just trying to say, the way school need teachers
The way Kathie Lee needed Regis
That’s the way I need Jesus.
Post Hurricane Katrina:
George Bush doesn’t care about black people…
They’re saying black families are looting and
white families are just looking for food…
they’re giving the (Army) permission to shoot us.
You wonder why Moms don’t want any Drizzy, Breezy, Whizzy or other names from Snow White and the MC Dwarves? Your momma knows. There is only one Yeezy.
I’ve known my mom since I was zero years old. She is quite dope.
― Kanye West, Raising Kanye: Life Lessons from the Mother of a Hip-Hop Superstar
Now I’m gonna need for y’all to leave my boy Kanye alone. Do not make me take this to YouTube, and you know I will.