I'm with him.

Kanye explains why he met with Trump

New York Post By Bob Fredericks December 13, 2016 

Screwball rapper Kanye West — just weeks after being released from a hospital for a mental breakdown — met with Donald Trump on Tuesdayand later suggested he was delaying his own quixotic presidential run until the president-elect serves eight years.

“#2024,” tweeted West, who had earlier claimed he would run for the White House in 2020.

“I feel it is important to have a direct line of communication with our future President if we truly want change,” he wrote in a series of four tweets, his first since Oct. 21.

“These issues included bullying, supporting teachers, modernizing curriculums, and violence in Chicago,” he said, referring to his adopted hometown.

(You are getting a class in master trolling by the God Emperor of the Cherry Blossom Throne. First he cancels the press conference where the media was waiting to savage him on the phony Russian hacks and who he rents his hotel rooms to so they can fill up their fake news TV shows and newspapers. He said screw that I am going to hang with my peeps Kanye.  The pompous gasbags in the media are losing it. They can't believe it. Regular people  are laughing their ass off.

I think he should take Kanye under his wing. Why should the Democrats be the only party with people with mental problems. I would set up Kanye to run for Senator from California next time around.

Next up Snookie and Jwow are coming by to model some bikini's.)

"Kanye West Asks "White Publications" to Stop Commenting on "Black Music""

To Pitchfork, Rolling Stone, New York Times, and any other white publication. Please do not comment on black music anymore.

— KANYE WEST (@kanyewest) February 15, 2016

I love love love white people but you don't understand what it means to be the great grandson of ex slaves and make it this far.

— KANYE WEST (@kanyewest) February 15, 2016

I'm surprised these tweets are still up... as of 10 PM the next day.

"In a French-ass restaurant/Hurry up with my damn croissants."

UPDATED: The letter penned to West was a parody, written by W. David Marx.

Regarding Croissants in "I am a God"
Association of French Bakers
900 Rue Vielle du Temple
Paris FRANCE
To Monsieur Kanye West:
Congratulations on the birth of your daughter, Nord! This is a truly auspicious time for you — and so it is with great sadness that we must lodge a formal complaint against the song "I am a God" from your new album Yeezus.

Our organization represents bakers across France, many of whom have taken great offense at this particular rhyming couplet:

In a French-ass restaurant
Hurry up with my damn croissants

Assuming you, as a man of means, dine exclusively at high-end restaurants and boulangeries during your voyages to Paris, it could not be possible that the delay of your "damn" croissants originated from slow service. And certainly, you are not a man to be satisfied with pre-made croissants from the baked goods case reheated and tossed out on a small platter. No — you had demanded your croissants freshly baked, to be delivered to your table straight out of the oven piping hot.

And it was with great joy you ordered croissants  — not crêpes or brioches — because only croissants can proudly claim that exquisite combination of flaky crust and a succulent center. The croissant is dignified — not vulgar like a piece of toast, simply popped into a mechanical device to be browned. No — the croissant is born of tender care and craftsmanship. Bakers must carefully layer the dough, paint on perfect proportions of butter, and then roll and fold this trembling croissant embryo with the precision of a Japanese origami master.

This process, as you can understand, takes much time. And we implore the patience of all those who order croissants. You may be familiar with the famous French expression, "A great croissant is worth waiting a lifetime for." We know you are a busy man, M. West, but we believe that your patience for croissants will always be rewarded.

We could easily let this water pass under the bridge, as they say, but we take your lyrics very seriously. From the other lines in the song, we have come to understand that you may in fact be a "God." Yet if this were the case — and we, of course, take you at your word — we wonder why you do not more frequently employ your omnipotence to change time and space to better suit your own personal whims. For us mere mortals, we must wait the time required for the croissant to come to perfect fruition, but as a deity, you can surely alter the bread's molecular structure faster than the speed of light, no? And with your omniscience, perhaps you have something to teach us about the perfect croissant. We await your guidance and insights.

We appreciate your continued patronage of French culture. (Your frequent references to menage perhaps speak an interest in the structure of the French household?) We hope from the deepest recesses of our hearts, however, that in the future you give croissants the time they need to fully mature before you partake. With that, we say, adieu. And our member Louis Malpass from Le Havre wants you to know that he loves "Black Skinhead."

Salutations cordiales

Bernard Aydelotte
Association of French Bakers