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Last Saturday Frank Ocean released his highly anticipated second album Blond, which is every bit as good as his last commercial release Channel Orange. In conjunction with the new album, Ocean also released a print magazine called Boys Don’t Cry in pop-up shops in New York, L.A., London, and Chicago. The magazine featured work from a ton of celebrities, but the piece that is sending the internet into a frenzy this morning is one from Kanye West titled “The McDonalds Man”. The poem is a tribute to a McDonald’s restaurant in Calabasas, California that Kanye is apparently very fond of. The poem is a little bizarre, but then again, nothing Kanye does is really all that ordinary. Well, other than the fact that he loves McDonald’s.
“McDonald’s man / McDonald’s man / The french fries had a plan / The french fries had a plan / The salad bar and the ketchup made a band / Cus the french fries had a plan / The french fries had a plan / McDonald’s man / McDonald’s / I know them french fries have a plan / I know them french fries have a plan / The cheeseburger and the shakes formed a band / To overthrow the french fries plan / I always knew them french fries was evil, man / Smelling all good and s–t / I don’t trust no food that smells that good man / I don’t trust it / I just can’t / McDonald’s man / McDonald’s man / McDonald’s, damn / Them french fries look good tho / I knew the Diet Coke was jealous of the fries / I knew the McNuggets was jealous of the fries / Even the McRib was jealous of the fries / I could see it through his artificial meat eyes / And he only be there some of the time / Everybody was jealous of them french fries / Except for that one special guy / That smooth apple pie.”
Anyone who says they don’t like McDonald’s is lying. I’ll be honest, though. I never thought Kanye would be a fan of such food. I figured he ate stuff that ordinary people like me and you have never heard of. Turns out he’s just like us; writing poems and biding his time until he can sink his teeth into some cheeseburgers and fries from the Golden Arches again. Good stuff here..