When I Say More, They Say Fire

Lil Wayne [ft. Al Fatz]: Came Down (Mick Boogie Mix)
The W. Carter Collection Pt. 2

How many times can we write about Weezy? Imagine the lifespan of the watery alien that Ed Harris Godbodies in "The Abyss," then multiply that by 46. That's how long we can do this. He'll keep putting tapes out, we'll keep going. There's rumored to be five Tha Carter albums planned. This is a solid plan, creating a narrative arc for an artist, pimping his finest work and making it thematic, like this was in his chamber since Lights Out disappointed. We all know this isn't true, that like all good writers, Wayne had to read and listen a lot more before he could get where he's at. Like the first time you read Joyce's "The Dead" and realized THIS IS THAT REAL SHIT, THAT EXISTENTIAL DOUBLE-DRAMA; I WANT TO DEDICATE MY LIFE TO WRITING. Smells like Weezy got his hands on a couple unedited copies of Reasonable Doubt and Long Live the Kane and Born to Mack around '01 and went to work shortly thereafter. And maybe he read "The Parsoner's Tale" and contextualized character and role. Weezy knows his reputation doesn't hinge on him being the king of anything. He can't be, he's too weird; rockin' pink hoodies on the cover of Vibe and talkin' reckless about old friends like they won't get somebody to chirp back. They will. This is why he becomes Tha Carter, a building where Nino Brown cooked schemes, dreams, blow. Not a Shawn Carter reference, or even a Joe Carter inference (real recognize real). He's a building, an edifice of ideas. Pretense in that idea, of course, but Lil Wayne is a pretentious kind of guy. He's an artiste and he's not a bad interview. Maybe. He also has enough ideas to make 7 mixtapes in 18 months work.

Al Fatz? He's another story. He's fat. Sounds like he's having fun though.