Ever since celebrities started Twittering en masse, it was obvious that it would only be a matter of time before unfiltered access to a person’s 140 characters or less became problematic. For example, everyone’s favorite adolescent rapper, Soulja Boy, launched a diatribe via Twitter last night, and immediately deleted the entries, but not before Celebwitter cache’d all of them:
Shit ain’t how it use to be. Niggaz always fucking up public shit. Niggaz always hating… this world is looking real ugly right now…
Yeah I said. fuck all of yall. I’m taking my money and leaving. Gonna go blow kush and live my 2nd dream. this rap shit lame now
Like why? Like really. My music dream was THE SHIT 2 years ago before I was signed. It was everything I could ever imagine.
Then I get signed. this is where my dream slowly died.. these crackaz wanna critcize a nigga. take REAL SHIT and turn it to trash
Water down my music and my appearance and make me look like something i’m not. THESE CRACKERS DONT KNOW WHO THE FUCK I REALLY AM!!!
I go to the studio make new music for my fans to enjoy and party to. They take my shit hate on me. Make me look ignorant in the media
It’s all bullshit. Like WHY do I have to put up with this? because it’s my dream? that shit died when crank that went #1
I know what you thinking. But SOULJA BOY its the American dream your rich I would kill to be in your shoes. thats what you THINK its all BS!
They say soulja boy u changed. soulja boy u hollywood I ain’t ask for this SHIT!!!!!! I want it to go back to how it was before i was signed
I might be soundin crazy now.. I don’t really know about alot of things these days. But I just want EveryBODY to know this shit
Just KNOW that i’m only 18 man… And it’s only so much I can do. It’s only so much I can take. If your really fans and love and support me
You would hear me out and help ya boy get thru this shit.
In case you’d forgotten that Soulja Boy’s only 18, there you go. Luckily, Soulja Boy got some advice from Tyrese, likely some sage quip about how all of the “crackers” would have him sleeping on subway cars if he didn’t turn his swag on and learn not to express every thought that flitted through his fame-addled brain. Thank God for Tyrese; if it wasn’t for Baby Boy, Soulja Boy might’ve been out of the game for good, and then we would never hear hotly anticipated tracks, “Kiss Me Thru The Skype,” and “Pulley That,” in which we learn how to “Wolverine” a ho. [Rap-Up]