It’s not the borderline skinny-jeans. The last album was a good indicator, but…no, that’s not it. The endless collabos with pop-py stars of all genres? Getting warmer, but that’s not the proof I’ve been looking for. I mean, truth be told, there are countless ways to tell that kanYe has in fact flown from his one-time perch above hip-hop, and landed smack-dab in the douchey middle of the pop-star world. But this one….this one takes the cake folks:
Excuse me for a minute while I feel sorry for Mr. West (BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!). People like Britney, Amy, and Lindsay go to rehab when they have troubles; Hip-hop stars go to jail, son. I mean, we all knew Ye had issues (he musta been drunk to think Beyonce’s video was one of the best of all time…her body, yes. Video? no – and really, who gives a shit who paid MTV for the moonman anyway??). But if this proves true…wow:
Gatekeeper: “’Scuse me, Mr. West?”
Gatekeeper: “Do you happen to have your ghetto pass somewhere handy?”
kanYe: “Why yes, fine sir, I have it right here.”
/Ye hands it to the gatekeeper who promptly rips it to shreds and stomps on the pieces before setting them on fire.
Gatekeeper: “Fuck outta here!!!! Rehab-going, Louis-wearin’ muhfucker. Learn how to hold your Hen’ bitch!”