How y’all doing today? Well, if you’re Kanye West, the answer is: still out here embarrassing yourself. And his last six remaining fans? They’re out here breaking a sweat trying to defend whatever ridiculous thing he’s said this time.
So, what am I talking about? Kanye just got on Al Gore’s internet and straight-up admitted that he has lied to every woman in his life—like it’s some kind of flex. And as if that wasn’t enough, now he’s trying to make a profit off of Cassie’s lowest moment. Meanwhile, people are still calling him a genius.
But let’s be real for a second—what exactly is Kanye a genius of? And even if he is one, does that automatically make him a good person? Someone worth admiring? News flash: there are millions of geniuses walking this Earth, and at this point, Kanye has made himself irrelevant.
But here’s what I think is really going on—he’s jealous.
Jealous that Kendrick Lamar has cemented himself as a generational icon. Jealous that Beyoncé was crowned the artist of the 21st century. Kanye’s always been that way—jealous-hearted, a straight-up hater. He was jealous of Virgil. He can’t stand to see anybody else get attention.
And honestly? If he wasn’t so unhinged, pervy, and washed up, he could probably teach a masterclass in hating. But the difference is, Kendrick Lamar actually knows how to hate successfully.
At the end of the day, Kendrick is out here making history—winning Grammys, performing at the Super Bowl, and turning “Not Like Us” into a full-blown cultural movement. And Kanye? He’s just out here proving, yet again, that he’s his own worst enemy.
So, what’s Kanye even doing these days? Is he actually putting out music that matters? Or is he still just playing dress-up in fashion, thinking half-naked people running around is some kind of artistic revolution? Oh wow, no clothes—so groundbreaking. What’s next? Is Bianca going to shed her skin in public? Because let’s be real, these little shock-value stunts only work for so long.
And honestly, that’s the saddest part—Kanye has turned himself into a full-blown circus act. Meanwhile, his last few die-hard fans are still out here trying to convince everyone that this is just the cost of being a “genius.”
But let’s be real. Geniuses have existed long before Kanye and will exist long after him. Whatever “genius” he claims to have, it’s not making the world better, it’s not contributing anything meaningful, and at this point, it’s barely even entertaining.
So, remind me again—why are we supposed to care about his so-called brilliance?
But hold up, because it gets worse. The way he keeps hiding behind “free speech” is just a weak excuse for being an abuser.
Yes, Kanye, we hear you—you literally just admitted to “checking every single woman” in your life.
Now, let’s take a second to look at some of these tweets, because yeah, they’re as bad as they sound.
He posted a picture of Cassie running for her life and had the nerve to write: “When a man truly loves a woman, he may express it in rage. I empathize with both sides.”
This isn’t genius. This isn’t art. And you don’t get to exploit someone’s worst moment just to get attention.
And to top it all off? He’s now selling the hoodie Cassie was wearing in that video—actually selling it—on Yeezy.com. Oh, and of course, he’s posting his sales numbers like it’s some kind of flex. Something tells me he’s lying, but that’s a conversation for another day.
On top of that, right?
Kanye actually posted this:
“Hey, question—if someone wants to beat up their girl in public, would that be considered DV? Or is that outdoor violence? Or is it just public indecency?”
Oh wow, so funny. Just groundbreaking comedy.
You really come from that old-school, Mad Men-era mindset, huh? Where women were either secretaries or playthings, and men drank a dozen martinis at lunch. So edgy. So innovative.
Imagine the level of genius it takes to joke about a serious issue, mock someone’s pain, and also casually admit you’ve been part of the problem.
Incredible. Truly.
What’s next, Kanye?
Let’s be real—he thinks he’s shaking things up, but at this point, it just looks like he’s presiding over his own downfall.
There was a time when people thought maybe he was struggling with mental health but still had a good heart. Maybe he was just lost. Maybe he was still a musical genius.
Nope. Turns out, he’s just a terrible person.
And worse? He’s become a joke.
Now, the only thing he can do is parade his wife—who may or may not be in on it—around like some kind of spectacle, just to keep people looking.
Because nothing else is working.
His music isn’t hitting.
His fashion isn’t selling.
Even his obsession with white supremacy isn’t getting him the validation he wants.
For all the times he’s trashed Black people and Jewish people, for all the bridges he’s burned—where are the folks he’s been pandering to?
Where are they, Kanye?
Why aren’t they buying your albums?
Why aren’t they filling your concerts?
Why aren’t they riding for you?
You keep groveling at their feet, licking the boots of people you think hold power—but they don’t care about you.
They’re laughing at you.
You are a joke to them.
At best, you’re just another lost cause they can use for a few cheap laughs.
And that’s the real tragedy.
This isn’t just about what he says.
It’s not just about how offensive or ignorant he is, though that’s part of it.
It’s that he has nothing left to offer.
He’s shown his hand.
The only way he can get attention now is by saying something so outrageous, so disgusting, that people have no choice but to react.
But even that has a limit.
At some point, people stop being shocked.
They stop being mad.
They just get tired.
And I’d say “disappointed,” but disappointment means there was still hope.
Kanye doesn’t realize the world has moved on.
This isn’t 2012.
This isn’t 2014.
This isn’t 2016.
You can’t make jokes about oppression and abuse when people are actively living through it.
That’s not funny. That’s not deep.
It’s just pathetic.
