Sippin’ on Some Syrup
So we all know Lil Wayne’s only real relationship is with his white Styrofoam cup (Sorry LL—Lauren London). But what if all that alleged sizzurp use catches up to Cash Money’s meal ticket. And God forbid, like the great DJ Screw, Weezy bites the dust. You know what’s gonna happen, don’t you? With all them damn songs and random verses. He’s gonna be the new 2Pac. The greatest of all time to the next generation. True comp to Jay-Z and his Jordan-like legacy. Big and Pac meets The Carters.
We have to stop this. Not just for Wayne’s health but for the betterment of hip-hop. Keep Lil Weez alive! When you see him, tell him YN said put that cup down son and live. You don’t need it lil homie, do you? The funny thing about Wayne’s ascension to the top of the MC race is that his peers can’t believe that the lil wobbidy-wobbidy-drop-it-like-it’s-hot kid is on their level. They all keep saying or acting like if Carter 3 comes out and lives up to the hype they’ll give him his props. But the public already has. Actually the only thing that Carter 3 can do is fuck up Wayne’s legacy if it ain’t a classic.
Speaking of which, is Kanye’s boys G and Hop gonna be able to get this album out of dude. It’s a simple music industry truth: things don’t get pushed back if the music is there. Artists always say it’s sample clearance problems but no dice. They must not got it. I don’t want to sound like Fif but there’s still not even a real Lil Wayne single out yet.
Still and all, with all the mixtapes and lost verses if young Carter left God’s green prematurely we would be inundated with even more material. You know how many posthumous Wayne albums you could put together? It’s like trying to put together a true Snoop Dogg discography. It boggles the mind. But be clear: I wouldn’t wish death on no man. And as any self-respecting rap fan I suggest you do the same.
Next Blog: YN lists 3 rappers who he knows no one gives a fuck about. They could croak tomorrow and no one would care. But it’s gonna be fun dissing them.