LMFAO! Kanye killing Future with this mumble-rap style on these unfinished tracks.

"I fade away..."

Step Into This Mass. And you gon' catch a blast.

Zach Lavine when I dunk my golden nugget in these freak dips cracked ravines.

Somebody get Jon Brion a backbone, some melanin in his pigment, and a hood pass/ghetto card to slap the s--- out of Ye and his underlings.

30 Hours Beat is too good for Kanye.

Donda had a baby and his head popped off. Head popped off. Head popped up.

Nightmare on Elm Street: The Dream Warriors is probably the greatest horror film of all time. Mainstream Cinema-wise, anyway. Officially.

Seems like he became the coon caricaturist he always retrospectively lambasted. That s--- is booty.

My favorite beat on this album was completely wasted by rambling, stuttering, and mumbling Smh. But "It's a Bonus Track." so it's whatevz

Brooklyn Zoo is the s---. Jesus. R.I.P. Ason.

"Maybe we can snap a few pictures. And you can snack on my ballllllls." #BeMyValentine

More like an Album TROLL-out.

This n-----'s Twitter is still filled with new dumb new tweets about recantation over a project he just dropped. Too late. It's bloated.

Homey, do ya thannnnnnng.

New smell in The S.L. With the plastic in the seat. Fresh ones on my feet. She watch, my chain. My watch. My rang. You eatin'. H'box.

Mac Wit' Da Cheese.

Really hoping Drake restores my faith in my favorite juggernaut-status artists of The Post-College Dropout Generation with Views From The 6.

Wonderful by Travi$ Scott satisfied my ears more than most of T.L.O.P. Can't wait for that n-----'s next album. Him and Abel make magic.

"Call me Money Man. Wrist on Rubberband. Got a Million Dollar Flow and Every Verse $100,000."