I'm sitting here looking at this Rolling Stone cover of Kanye West trying to decipher the meaning of it. I mean, dawg, unless you turned some water into wine at a VMA after party, you ain't Jesus Christ.
Kanye, are we supposed to worship you? Are we supposed to ditch our Gods and religious structures and bow down to your presence?
Hell no.
Yes, Kanye, you dropped a hot album and you are hot producer, but you're is nowhere near the upper echelon of top rappers in hip hop. In fact, your protรฉgรฉ's, Rhymefest and Lupe Fiasco can rhyme circles around you. Yes, you are great at what you do, but there are a hell of a lot more people in this world who are great at what they do and we don't see them complaining.
I consider myself a damn good computer programmer, but you don't see me getting a national holiday.
I'm not saying that you will not be the greatest rapper/producer in hip-hop one day. You might be the greatest rapper/producer out right now. But even if you win all 8 Grammys you're still not the greatest. Nora Jones did it and she sucks. But in the scope of things, saying that you're the greatest whatever in hip-hop after two albums is almost like giving every hip-hop innovator who came before you a straight slap in the face.
(Note: I don't have a problem with RS having Kanye as Jesus. In fact, I applaud the magazine for doing it. But in the context of the article, I feel the Jesus imagery is just messed up)
