The ego has landed

It couldn’t have started out any more normal; a middle class afro-American boy with normal hard working parents and a passion for music working his way to the top. You’d think that’d make Kanye West a humble human being; you’d be wrong.

It’s such a shame too because I used to like Kanye West, before he became a raging queen. His music is alright, but hardly as groundbreaking as it was when he debuted his “College dropout” album or his later album “Late registration”.

I know I’m doing something I despise (being a hater on the internet) but there’s a notable difference between me and those other social fucktards; I know how to type & spell (or make use of spell check) and at least I’m doing it on my own personal blog. I’m not going to rush over to Kanye’s website and unleash my hate: I really couldn’t care if he knows or not and I’m sure he doesn’t give a toss either.

I’m sure I don’t have to mention (although I will because it’s just fucking funny) THAT HE HAS A REALLY WEIRD OBESSION WITH THE CAPS LOCK KEY AND EXCLAIMATION MARKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Seriously, how the fuck do you expect anyone to read anything you type, when it’s already painful to look at, let alone read.

His love for labels, especially Louis Vuitton borders on tacky – it still eludes me why GQ crowned him one of the best dressed men. For heaven’s sake the man carries a man sack; a big ass ugly Louis Vuitton back hump.

As for all that “voice of this generation” stuff, what the hell was he smoking? Because the rest of us are thinking; fuck no Kanye – get bent. His arrogance and ego know no bounds, honestly what the fuck were Rolling Stone thinking when they photographed him as Jesus? I know me and the bearded one don’t really get along but hell, on this occasion I’m on the hippy’s side.