Dear Weezy: An Open Letter to Lil Wayne

In response to the friction between Lil Wayne and Cash Money, I decided it was only right to pay my respects and appreciation to one of the most polarizing rappers of our generation.

Dear Weezy,

I used to hate you. By hate, I mean despise. I don’t know exactly when that changed. It might’ve been the night before my first day of high school when I stayed up until 2 A.M discovering your Katie Couric interview from 2008, which resulted in me discovering ‘Hustler Musik’ which convinced me that maybe you weren’t all about pussy, money and weed after all. It might’ve been the day in my sophomore year of high school, two years ago, when I decided it’s finally time to listen to Tha Carter 3. I heard ‘Let the Beat Build’ and ‘Dr. Carter’, then my life changed forever. My life was officially split into two separate eras. The era before my infinite affection for your wordplay and punchlines had formed and now. Way back in elementary school I remember seeing 9 and 10 year olds with the infamous tattooed baby face cover on their Sidekicks and I thought it was disgraceful, looking back now it’s hard for me to understand what the fuck my problem was. It took me four years to understand your talent. The one thing I regret the most is not being able to understand and appreciate it as you were in the prime of your career. As I began to delve into your discography more and more I realized how unique of an artist you really are. Your worst mixtape is better than someone’s best album. Your throwaways are catchier than someone’s singles. Your featured verses are harder than the artist’s verses. Whether it’s Da Drought 3Dedication 2, Tha Carter II or The Leak, your work ethic and talent can never ever go unnoticed. Whether it’s ‘6 Foot 7 Foot’, ‘Tha Mobb’, ‘Swag Surf’ or ‘Did It Before’, your wits reign supreme over any and every artist I can imagine. If it wasn’t for you, the hottest artist in the world right now would possibly still be in Toronto making mixtapes in a basement and looking for acting roles. If it wasn’t for you, the most dynamic and popular female rapper the game has had in years would be God knows where. If it wasn’t for you rap would be nowhere near what it is now and for that, Mr. Carter, I thank you. You are, were and always will be the best rapper alive.

Love, Yoni.


Drake is my lord and savior. Hip hop literally saved my life.