Dear Joe,
From a casual hip-hop listener to a die-hard defender and scholar of it, might we just agree to disagree? Clearly, our defintions of a hot verse differ, and as I'd hate to see this wonderfully-conceived online paean to making fun of those who have either slept wth more women than us (the Georgetown sex article) or way more women than us (Lil' Wayne) fall divided, I apologize for calling out your co-opting of urban culture, and all the irony in which I knowingly drenched my own piece. And while I feel my description of Wayne's "buildup, climax, resolution" marks it as a legitimately stand-out verse, what the fuck do I know? Most of my college papers have been on, you know, writers and stuff. Yours was on an obscure RZA side-project. And while I can't pretend to be able to describe that juh nuh say kwah we call "charisma," can we both agree that Lil' Wayne is at least cooler than Jesus? Or that we're both dumb white toolbags whenever we talk, write or discuss hip-hop? I think that's fair. I still love you.
Dear Ben,
I hope you're not talking about "The Courtship of Princess Leia," because if so, then she's a whore and a liar.
Warmest regards,
Alex
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