Spit hanging from my mouth / Retard flow

Lil’ Wayne might actually be a computer virus. Search his name in my Google reader and I get a denunciation of a recent track with Amerie; a download of a track he did for Nike; information on a cake shaped like his head and Alec Baldwin’s thoughts thereupon; a story about a Dallas Cowboys cheerleader dressing in blackface; Rivers Cuomo dressing in lyrical blackface; a couple of lawsuits; impending imprisonment; and so on. (And by and so on I mean like seventeen mp3s and remixes.)

Let’s just not forget that it was barely a week ago he dropped his best mixtape in two years, a seventeen-track point-break blackout that may or may not even be done yet. You’ll have to Google that shit yourself for a download though.