Martin Louie the King, (a fool) Respectively, of a Long Lost Throne

            Hip Hop is English Class. You have your similes, and your allusions, and your references. You have your homonyms. You have more homonyms, and then references (again). You have your structure, your critique, and you have your theses. You have your position. You have your metaphors. Your existentialist influences. Your niche influences. You have influences. And you have your sentences, your diction.
         That's what makes a great album. That's why Public Enemy and Run DMC are so important. That's why it's hard to believe the Fugees had only one album (you could argue that all of the albums of their group members contributes to this, but the Fugees had one. Just one). That's why Tupac and Biggie made it in the 90's. Why Tupac is sometimes considered one of the greatest modern poets.

It's because they spoke an English that you listened to, that you thought of, and that you learned from and let flow from your headphones until it reached the back of your mind, and stayed there.
       
         Nas came out with Hip Hop is Dead in 2006. Nas is a lyrical genius, and he knew music. He was wrong. It wasn't. There was no way. Lupe Fiasco came out with Food and Liquor and the Cool that year. Pardon me, but the Cool is one of the Greatest Albums of All Time! Maybe not so. There're still all of those Big Band Standards, like Sinatra and Bennett.
     Reflecting on the reference, Kanye was on a roll. Kanye wasn't talking about how "that [curse word for the word stuff] cray (Ain't it Jay)". That's when Kanye could have been an English Teacher. Mr. West in the 600 hallway always getting in trouble with the security guard for speaking his mind. Mr. West teaching his lessons in a chain of a sort, making sure you paid attention in history class because his references are dope, and if you'd listen to them, you'd get what he's saying. Mr. West in the 600 hallway who taught his students about Katrina, and asked for an essay, but then slipped because "George Bush doesn't care about Black People". Mr. West with a perspective.
          Now Mr. West the English teacher is fired. All he can beg for is Mercy from the all mighty Gods of Hip Hop, and seek sanctuary in Paris. [Derogatory Term Against Black People but Appropriated by Black People and a lot of Other Groups who Shouldn't Say It Ever] in Paris is a very good song. It's very hard to not feel at the top of the world when listening to it. It's almost impossible. I think it may be. That song is cool. That song is just really cool, and the apathy is just so passionate. The references are too. When Jay Z is talking about people finding him, he's referencing some cold blooded murderers of the 20th Century. It's something like that. The 20th century wasn't that long ago, anyway.
        I could go on, but I would contradict myself and go beside the point. It's not as good as Homecoming, or Touch the Sky, or Gold Digger, or any of the classics. Mr. West the English teacher has moved off to Hollywood with a reality TV star and become a circus sideshow on the World's Greatest Device to Show I Care About Celebrities' Lives, Yes I Do Care That You Ate A Sandwich,, Twitter.
        Mr. West tweets "I just threw some kazoo at this [ insensitive curse word to women that is very derogatory that starts with a B]". Mr West tweets "I just [consummated the relationship curse word that begins with an F, past tense] Kim so hard last night". Mr. West is at the top of the charts.
         It's sad. It's sad Mr. West is Kanye now, and nothing but that. It's sad Mr. West isn't an English teacher, but some corporate giant who throws Kazoos at people. I feel bad for that kazoo. Why does Kanye feel so hot he can throw kazoos at people? It's sad Kanye West is so popular when he isn't producing what he used to, what had substance. It's sad he has to use derogatory words like that against women, to tell of Kim and his life together. It's sad that's what people look up to after they purchase albums with boring black backgrounds and intimidating red lettering.
This is how much of a fool Kanye West is:

          I like Kanye West, I really do. I want his clothes very badly. In a way, I want his mind. I think he's a fool, but he's the kind of fool in the court whose words are left with the most wisdom. He's also the kind of fool in the court like in Edgar Allen Poe's Hopfrog, in which a jester sets the King and his "corpulent" ministers on fire (I put that in quotation marks because Hopfrog hung the king and his ministers upside down on a chandelier. That's quite a picture, isn't it?). As Kanye and Jay Z say, Watch the Throne.
           Mostly I like Kanye West because he hasn't lost all of Mr. West. He's more of a public fool, but he's smart. While Kanye says "ain't nobody messin' wit' my clique (clique, clique, clique)", he's telling the truth. Ain't nobody messin' wit' his clique cuz Mr. West the English Teacher did his job. Mr. West the English teacher got him there, and now Kanye is cruising. Kanye gets to use whatever awful and obvious references he wants because Mr. West used all of the fabulous and philosophical references he could. Ain't nobody got time to be messin' with nobody smart like him, but it would be nice for another English Teacher to come along.

Peace,
Aidan