it's about to get real for a minute. hova's much ballyhooed "99 problems": why do we care? why was this a hit? it's not a celebration. it's a cry for HELP. dude is depressed, son. don't let that bombastic beat fool you. jay has NINETY-NINE PROBLEMS. who cares if a "bitch ain't one." DUDE HAS 99 PROBLEMS. how many do you have? five? on a bad day, maybe 12? have you ever tried to list 99 problems? by like 45 you're probably writing "i never owned a sega game gear and have always been mad about it" and "out of laffy taffy
((." i don't give a damn if a bitch is my problem, at least i've got one problem to worry about. i can write that problem on the back of my hand and not forget about it. jay-z needs a goddamn moleskine to keep his straight. dude probably has a blackberry to manage his drama. who wants to live like that? nobody. and that'