Please Excuse His Ego. (Condoning Kanye’s Conniption?)

I wanted to momentarily highlight Kanye‘s verse on Beyoncé‘sEgo(I Am… Sasha Fierce)West has been through a lot lately and that lot has produce some savory moments… and some not so savory moments. It’s been 2 years, 2 months & 18 days since Kanye  lost his mother. My point? It’s been 7 years, 4 months & 20 days since I lost my father and I still haven’t recovered; in the first four years following his death I lashed out and rebelled. I was self-destructive and reckless. I drowned myself in THC and Jameson hoping to forget what I’ve lost… I’m not making excuses for Kanye, I’m just asking that you excuse his ego.


“I got a big ego, (hahaha)
I’m such a big ego, (hahaha)
I got a big, (hahaha), Ego,
She love my big, (hahaha), Ego,
So stroke my big, (hahaha), Ego,
I like to joke around a little bit but here we go,
Welcome to the wonderful world of gold-plated EARL,
Everything I throw up, blow up,
Talking to the girl,
She said, know what, grow up,
You nasty,
I don’t understand why they trippin’,
If you ask me,
Flow is just as nice as,
I admit the propane,
I just spit, probably,
Just raise the gas prices,
Everybody in the club,
Try and get as fresh as me,
What you want dog,
Trying to stay recession free,
And spit, refreshly,
When I rock the stadium,
You probably get sweaty,
You should bring a extra tee,
Now I’m standing next to Jay,
Who standing next to B,
You coulda been anywhere in the world,
But you’re here with me,
That’s good for ego,
Me and my ego,
And it go wherever we go,
My ego is my imaginary friend,
He was with me when I was only imagining,
I had dreams of the league,
One day I play Kobe,
I walk up the puff and he already know me,
Coulda let the dream killers, kill my self-esteem,
Or use the arrogance as a steam that power my dreams,
And my ego… ”

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