Yeah, we need a little controversy so GO FOLLOW EMINEM! Without Mr Mathers, rap would be defined as a bunch of people talking about falling in love. Like pop.
Boy: Hey mom, have you hear the new Eminem track?
Woman: Eminem? That nasty, foul-mouthed little boy with nothing better to do than write songs about killing his wife and his mother? I'm going to confiscate that CD, young man.
Boy: Sounds like you've been listening to him too...