I have time today. Azealia Banks, you're a psychotic, bipolar opportunist and political trollop, with no backbone or self-respect. You're opinion remains uncredited due to your lack of consistency and inability express yourself without the need to tear others down constantly (all to back-track & kiss @ss later). You're mad. You're bitter. You will never reach the height of your contemporaries, and it's all at your own hand, and that bothers you, let's be real (as much as you pretend it doesn't)

In six months you'll be crying on the internet begging for forgiveness again. Someday, you'll learn that the hate your spew will continue to return.

Instead of worrying about what's in Nicki's butt, worry about what's in that bleaching cream you love so much (that isn't even working for you btw). Worry about what's in the cocain you're snorting. Worry about the fact that you've been out for 10 years with only 2 billboard entries. Worry about the bottom braces you've had in your month for almost a decade.