Kanye West.. come on Ye you put out the wackest musical effort of your career "Yeezus", and lately you have been back on another I'm the greatest of all time campaigns. Really son.. really. You want to be looked upon as a god but keep coming up like Quasimodo with your antics. Your the classic case of only child syndrome. Your like the spoiled brat of Hip-Hop. We all remember you begging and crying for all these awards you now claim don't mean shit. Your a walking contradiction to the man that was spitting in college drop out. The prettiest people do the ugliest things on the road to riches and diamond rings sound familiar.. Get your shit together... you need attention whore stamped on your forehead. You went from Hip-Hop's breath of fresh air to it's foul stench.You big dress wearing, confederate flag peddling, Paparazzi fighting, look at me I'm important scream, everybody had her marrying, they won't let me design clothes boo hooing fetus.