Monday, March 14, 2011

Ayo this my open letter to that nigga Wale namsayin!

Ayo whattup Wale! Ayo first off I jus wanna say congratulations n shit...you know. You be doin ya thing...keepin niggas confused n shit nahmean. You been makin ya little moves n shit. Ayo I seen the nigga J.Coles was tryin to get at you yesterday on twitter n shit. Son was callin ya new verse "meannn" n shit n he wants to jump on that track wit you n shit. You should probably let him do that before he go n write another bitter verse n shit. Son be talkin bout how he had overcame a lot of shit to get to where he at now....on like 40 different songs n shit. The nigga even wrote verses for Puff bout how hard it was to overcome shit. Ayo that nigga Puff been had a pretty struggle-free life for a minute now b. I dont kno what the fuck he was thinkin when he wrote that shit. I dont even kno if the nigga Puff used all that shit. Ayo but anyhow a nigga gettin off topic namsayin. Son these niggas is tellin me that you upset n shit so Imma jus try n iron out that shit wit you nahmean. Its like I was tellin that nigga Wiz. Its all love g. Even that nigga Wiz probably be thinkin "ayo that nigga Big Ghost be makin some sense namsayin...maybe I do be lookin like a tatted up Jar Jar Binks.....maybe I do be makin songs thats so soft that baby powder be blowin out the speakers while my songs is playin n shit". Yaseewumsayin...you need to do how that nigga be doin n jus accept those constructive criticisms b. A nigga tryin to help ya career nahmean. You kno cos that video you made wit like that shit where you countin all the days you was wit that broad n then she breakin up wit you n you cryin n shit was crazy soft son. Ayo you made niggas uncomfortable wit that shit. That shit was like watchin two niggas hug for 4 minutes nahmean. They was showin clips of you as a little nigga n you playin wit dolls makin em kiss n shit n you gigglin on the phone in the next scene...ayo son that shit was disrespectful namsayin. You should been had ya manhood revoked for all that shit son. But niggas gave you a pass. Niggas aint even forgave you for the Lady Gaga joint n you there tryin to rub salt in the wounds n shit. Niggas is like "ayo is this Wale muthafucka even a dude son? I think he a lesbian or some shit." Niggas was confused bout how to address you n shit. Niggas wasnt sure if you was a him or a her so they was callin you a "herm" n shit when they was talkin bout you. Ayo I dont kno son. Sometimes it jus be seemin like you got ya shit set on autofail namsayin. A nigga cant relate to all that. Son Staten Island niggas dont be playin that soft shit. You in the presence of a gladiator nigga right now g. The god was born wit that fire in his veins namsayin. Son I had lava in the placenta sack wit me nahmean. Wasn't no amnionic fluids or nothin like that. A nigga ate lava lava n  more lava for the first year of his life nahmean. Yalls niggas was on some breast milk shit. Thats why yall niggas is so moist nahmean. Ayo straight up ya music be like aromatherapy son. Niggas is givin in to all this spa bullshit n forgettin bout the grimey shit namsayin. Word bond niggas is gettin too cozy wit all this teacup rap son. Niggas is throwin doilies on the furniture g. They throwin doilies on the arm rests n on the tables n on the shelves n all that shit. Ayo you contributin to the softness g. The nigga Aubrey been lactatin all over the game n you followin in his tracks son. That nigga walkin round throwin sliced cucumbers over niggas eyes n shit. He be straight deceivin niggas g. You be listenin to the niggas songs n shit n nex thing you kno you look in the mirror n you got a mud mask on ya face nahmean. He bringin the spa to a nigga house. The nigga b.o. be smellin like roses. Why you wanna copy that niggas moves g? You niggas is havin picnics together plottin ya moves n shit. The nigga Aubrey be havin womanly hips n all that. He be havin good birthing hips namsayin. How much progesterone can this nigga produce son? You cant trust a bottom heavy nigga b. That nigga Aubrey skin is 80% cotton n 20% rayon namsayin. You cant trust that nigga. But you rollin wit BMF now which dont make no sense either. But I aint gon say nothin bout all that. You might need to find that gray area tho g. Cos you goin too extreme in either direction nahmean. That maybach n rozay shit aint you b. You need to slow down pa. But thats whatever whatever namsayin. Hopefully this cleared some shit up nahmean.
Aight peace.

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