It was kind of fitting that Kanye Kardashian (née West) performed in a pyramid at Adult Swim’s Upfront event at Roseland in NYC last night, because he was the Queen of Denial when he said that he’s a musical artist and he’s not a “celebrity” or a paparazzi star. The delusion is thick.
Kanye was the surprise musical guest at Adult Swim’s Upfront even and if anybody thought they were going to get 90 minutes of non-stop music, they must not know Kanye. Because no Kanye West show is complete without a whiny, hissy fit rant about how hard it is being Kanye West. There’s not a pacifier big enough to shut his gaping whine hole. Kanye started off his cry fest by saying that he’s not a celebrity, he’s a terrible celebrity, and all he does is make real music and he’s not here to be on the cover of tabloids.
Bumping his dome on that sign last week was totally a metaphor for Kanye’s life. Kanye’s head is so far up his own ass that he’s blind to the fact that he’s the best kind of tabloid celebrity because of all of his anus-popping meltdowns and ALL-CAPS rants. On top of all of that, he put a fetus into the fame whore of all fame whores whose oxygen is the flash from a paparazzo’s camera. Bitch is trying to act like he’s the J.D. Salinger of hip hop. He’s about as reclusive as Kim Kartrashian.
Miss Info transcribed Kanye’s latest cry baby rant if you really don’t want to fill your ears with the sound of his whining:
“I ain’t no muthafuckin celebrity… There’s one thing about me, I’m a terrible, terrible terrible celebrity. I don’t know if you really know there’s one thing about me but I’m the worst kind of, the worst kind of celebrity. All I do is make real music. All I do is sit in the studio and make real shit. And that’s it. And that’s muthafuckin it. That’s muthafuckin it!
So I don’t want no people runnin’ up on me with cameras, trying to like sell pictures and shit to magazines, asking me dumb ass questions, throwin’ me off my focus and shit. Harrasin’ you all muthafuckin day. I ain’t no muthafuckain celebrity.
It’s so funny. Somebody asked me, ‘when you do SNL, are you going to do a skit about the paparazzi and shit. And like humanize yourself? I ain’t hear to apologize to no muthafuckas man. It ain’t about me humanizing myself. At one point did I become un-human where I had to turn myself back. Or maybe I was demonized, or maybe I was treated inhumane and not human in that type of situation. I ain’t no muthafuckin celebrity. I ain’t runnin’ for office. I ain’t kissin’ nobody’s muthafuckin babies. I drop your baby and you muthafuckain sue me and shit. I’m trying to make some music that inspires people to be the best that they can be. And I don’t want nobody else to ask anything of me! Don’t ask nothing else of me.
Muthafuckas chasin you down, about to make you crash and shit. And all they want is for a nigga to laugh and shit. Hell nah, I ain’t doin no muthafuckin SNL skits. This is my Goddamn life. This ain’t no muthafuckin joke.
Whenever anybody would scream out “¡Santo Dios!” in front of my abuelita, she’d slap them with her eyes before grabbing her rosary to say a prayer for their sinful souls. Well, Pimp Mama Kris is probably clutching Lucifer’s loin cloth and repeating an Illuminati chant to herself, because almost everything that Kanye said last night is against her religion.