WTF...? You Can't Be Serious (Part 2)

As I take a break from fusing together the 26 letters of the alphabet with strategically-placed instrumental compositions for the purpose of the public's musical enjoyment (aka writing verses for a new song), I hungrily await the completion of my oven-baked Stouffers TV dinner (lasagna w/ meat & sauce... PAUSE) and check out Worldstarhiphop.com.  Maybe not the best idea.

Ok, I know technology is a mutha-shut-yo-mouf and people can front like they're practically anyone nowadays, but for homeboy's sake, I PRAY that this is not Kevin Federline (of crazy-twat-showing-Britney-Spears fame).  Not because I like the guy, but because I don't want to see anyone die over a song... observe. 

Now I'm no Malcolm X, but am I the only person that wanted to walk outside a start a brief riot just now?  I thought not.  This is NOT a race thing, it's a respect thing.  Nuff Said.  Back to the music.... 

*Damn this is some good lasagna.  F*ck Louis Vuitton, I wanna be sponsored by Stouffers*