Have anyone ever done a worse job killing themselves? God Lord Meek Milly. If Philadelphia wasn't already so used to losing then they might have a serious issue with the way this beef has played out. He didn't just lose a rap battle. He lost his credibility. Probably lost his famous, smoking hot girlfriend. Shit, he even lost his mystique as a "gangster rapper". Funny thing about diss tracks Meek, you can't just scream, yell, and mutter incoherently over a great beat. It's the ONE time when the fans are actually trying to listen to what you're saying. Rosetta Stone is right. That "song", or "track", or "diss", or whatever you want to call it was ILLEGIBLE. Four minutes long and I had to actively make myself listen to the last minute and a half. I went from excited and attentive to bored and unenthused in less than 60 seconds. It was like the time I lost my virginity, but wayyyy more awkward, and way less enjoyable.
I almost want to feel bad for him, but he brought this on himself. Drake eviscerated him in about 8-10 bars and Meek couldn't even give us 8-10 English words to combat the diabolical castration of his manhood. Doesn't he have friends? A confidant? Someone that can tell him the truth? You can't crap out a bunch of lyrics that no one can understand then try to save it by saying the Drake got peed on. I would rather be Drake with a pant leg soaked with the urine of another man than Meek Mill at this very second, and I don't even think it's remotely close. I would rather have R. Kelly come over and practice his technique on me and post it on WorldStar than be the rapper that got outrapped by a R&B specialist. Have your fun now Rosetta Stone. Take your shots White Castle. Take it couple of hard inches over the line Brazzers. It's almost time to put the body in the ditch and forget about Meek Mill forever, and I am all about cramming in as many jokes as possible before we do.