Lil B's latest song is downright amazing. He jacks Hurricane Chris' "Halle Berry" beat, and makes it about the real dream woman: the richest woman alive. Also, a woman with an influential book club, of which Lil B claims to be a member.
Not only is the rap hilarious, B accompanies it with a slideshow of all the young ass broads who send him semi-nude pics of themselves with his name written on their body (making this quite NSFW, by the way). The irony here is that I am sure Oprah has had a show - or two! - about the perils of "sexting" with mother's horror stories and the whole nine. Here, by broadcasting these semi-private photos (but not really THAT private, considering they make up the bulk of his main Myspace page) all over the 'nets, Lil B makes Oprah and Co's worst fearmongering about "sexting" come true. Brilliant!
Also, here's more evidence that Lil B's bizarre experiment is over, and that he's moving back into Coherent Rap territory, having expanded his mind with those hundreds of Myspace pages.
PS - Check out my Muxtape, hosted by Anti-Labs. I will try to update this thing weekly. Here's my first mix.