We’re at an awkward point in our relationship, with you as the rapper and me as the anxious fan. On one hand, part of me finds amusement in your music and a sense of joy in your rap Lazarus story. And, I’m glad the label’s still finding the money to continue pushing Based On A T.R.U. Story with more visuals.
Then there’s the other side of that’s growing weary. You’re everywhere. The Internuts, the award shows, the festivals, the features…just everywhere I turn. The overexposure is making me weary, maybe it’s all just too much of a good thing. Let me explain it like this: I like pizza. But that doesn’t mean I want pizza every day. It all boils down to hanging with Wayne I think. Remember how he told us that he understood the need for space? Weezer understand that we needed to miss him so we’d appreciate him. Of course, he didn’t follow through on it (and he’s featured here in “Yuck” with you).
And that’s kind of what I’m feeling like right now with you, Tity. I don’t want to feel like I’m feeling, so I’m asking you to take a break. Go really enjoy the fruits of your labor. Get two big booty girls and hit the casino. Turn up at a NBA playoff game. Go ride camels in the desert on some exquisite n*gga shit. But just chill for a minute, fam.
Yours in Christ,