Dear Jeezy;
Well, you did it again. You made a great CD from start to finish. Now in fairness, Young Jizza from the bottom of the map, I may be biased towards you, because Thug Motivation got me through a really difficult breakup this summer. It was also right there with me riding shotgun while I made the move to Atlanta, like a comfortable, dependable friend. It was my soundtrack to picking up a good friend at the FEDS last week in St Louis (after 7 years) and bringing him home to his new life of restricted freedom (but freedom none the less) in Detroit at a halfway house. (I spent a lot of time avoiding BMF over the years--too flashy for me).
Because of all this, I put a lot of pressure on you for this new CD. If it was even the slightest bit wack, I would have seen it as a violation. But you did your thing, muthaphukka. You delievered good product, with outstanding production, at an affordable price. You even thanked me in the liner notes (hell, I'm thanking you everyday--I haven't listened to any one CD this much since 1996).
I've watched your team work this record with less than perfect support from Def Jam (especially in the early crucial days when your label president was the focus because he had his own album dropping) and they didn't complain once. I didn't hear you complain either, like every other artist who dropped on Def Jam in this difficult Quarter. You just worked. And delivered the crack--your best shit! Nobody got to see what you went through behind the scenes. I did. Nobody got to see you take it like the man you are with no complaints. I saw it. I'm not even sure your team knew how fucked up the situation really was. They just handled it. I saw it, and I know. And for that alone, you are a fucking star!! Surrounded by competent hustlers. You should be proud.
Thank you, Jeezy. You've given me another reason to spend more time in my car with the stereo blasting. Nas is wrong, hip hop isn't dead--making wack albums is. Thank God.
Wendy
PS- Kinky B is the BOMB! You need to buy that man a helluva toy for Christmas...