Pet Rock: The Pop Culture Blog

It's Christmas in June for this Lil' Wayne disciple.

"Tha Carter III" hit the racks today, and in exactly 45 minutes, I'll be leaving Newsday to go purchase my copy.

After thoroughly enjoying "The Leak," I'm cised to hear what lies under the greatest album cover I've ever seen.

I just want to say a few words before I go snag my copy.

It's so easy to hate on the South in the modern hip-hop war. And while many beats and lyrics that come from the South are loaded with gimmicks and cop-out rhymes, the South is winning. In this war, Weezy is the undeniable general that's leading the charge.

Sure, "Lollipop" doesn't carry the depth of Carter's predecessors, but you've been hearing it every time you turn on the radio or TV. His latest single, "A Milli," is among the most gimmicky beats around, but like the song says, "My name ain't Bic, but I keep that flame."

If you're not from the South and don't like it, put out something better. If you can't, then you have no argument.

And just one more note to the Carter haters out there: How can you not be entertained by his raps? I'll leave you with something that should put a smile on your face, as it always does for me:

Don't snooze, been handling the game so long my thumbs bruise.
Ya new girlfriend is old news.
You ain't got enough green and she so blue yeah.
Cash Money Records -- where dreams come true.
Everything is easy baby, leave it up to Weezy Baby.
Put it in the pot, let it steam, let it brew,
Now watch it melt, don't burn ya self.

P.S. -- No, the tats aren't real...but they should be.

P.S.S. -- Sorry, La Monica, who certainly winced as he read this whole thing. I know the purist inside of him is dying. To cope, he should listen to "Dying" by Weezy.