Well, I will grant you that he's an awful rapper. And not even awesomely terrible like Gucci Mane, just plain bad. But the beat is fantastic, and the chorus IS awesomely terrible. That shit is right in my wheelhouse.

Since I'm sure you were all dying to know, yes, I did indeed pick up Sir Lucious Left Foot...The Son of Chico Dusty on Tuesday, along with another front-runner for record of the year, Janelle Monae's The Archandroid, which sounds sort of like what would happen if Stevie Wonder had died in 1976 and his spirit was reborn in the body of a hypertalented high school theater kid. Love, love, love that woman.

I don't walk it like I talk it cause I run it