I’m beginning to lose faith in the sound judgment of America’s celebrities.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr. is a rap artist whom the kids call “Lil Wayne” or “Weezy.” (I am unsure of his height, but apparently he quite lil and might have asthma.)
He recently recorded a hip-hop tour de force titled, “God Bless Amerika.” His love of understatement precluded the use of three K’s.
While filming a music video, he stomped about on a U.S. flag while singing, “My country ’tis of thee / sweet land of kill ‘em all and let ‘em die / God bless Amerika / This so godless Amerika… the stars on the flag are never shining.”
Which doesn’t even rhyme.
As you have probably guessed, I am a hip-hop aficionado who prefers his beats dope and his flow fresh. However, l’oeuvre Weezy appears to be that of a sucka MC. It puts me in a mind to wax a chump like a candle.
Here’s the video of DJ Bill Ayers in action:
If America can’t trust Weezy, who can we trust?