Soulja boy was a big Internet hit, his whole career started on YouTube. I see him as a display of the newest form of disposable commercial music, cellphone ring tones, the track is brainless, repetitive but somehow oddly appealing for the first listen. I mean 7 non consecutive weeks on Billboard is no small feat, but then again it is the barometer of brainless, disposable media as well.

But hes really a one hit wonder, EW.com summed up his album in its Worst Albums of 2007 as:

''Booty meat in my face, even when I be talkin'...'' Really? Soulja's at eye level with butts wherever he goes? If you're seeking a circle of hell lower than the one in which ''Crank That'' is ubiquitous, listen to his entire album.

When I was single I came to a point where I refused to date girls who we're really into the whole rap thing. I would point out the ridiculous lyrics and stolen music but they'd just say something stupid like "Boy why you be such a hatter?" It's about that time I would tell them not to call me ever again and listen to music on the ride home that actually had distinguishable lyrics whilst ignoring them every time they called my phone.

I'll take nails on a chalk board, or even country music before that steamy pile of cow dun they call rap.

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