im dead ass serious at how amazing it is that a black man can keep it 100% at all times and puts up a big middle finger to false modesty and says out loud how amazing he is and can maintain mainstream success while incorporating subject matter in his music that is rejected from the mainstream that embraces him like wow he’s actually a revolutionary not just in the rap game just in general
im in yeezy stan mode rn
what if jay didn’t think that shit cray.
‘no kanye, that shit is actually not cray at all, you’re over reacting.’
Kim goes to knock on Kanye’s door but pauses. She hears mumbling from inside the room. She cracks the door to peek inside and sees Kanye sitting in the dark talking to his reflection. Nothing new.
Kanye stares at all the pictures of Kim and him together. He’s glued his face over Kim’s in every single one. “Perfect.” he thinks.