Wet A** P*ssy is “the defining song of 2020” according to so-called critics/journalists who make a living fawning over this crap. WAP debuted at No. 1 on the Billboard 100. For weeks it squatted atop the charts like a sweaty naked fat woman on a toilet.
In “the raunchiest set the Grammy’s have ever seen” that annual television info-award-mercial featured a live performance of WAP. Incompetently acclaimed and shamelessly promoted by those same so-called critics/journalists, the spectacle held all the artistry of a Mexican border town donkey show.
Bob Dylan was awarded the Nobel Prize in literature a few years ago for such lyrics as:
"How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, and how many times must the cannonballs fly
Before they're forever banned?"
Then there's this from "artists" that go by Cardi B and Megan Three Stallion as performed live at the Grammy's this year:
"Yeah, you f*cking with some wet-a** p*ssy
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet-a** p*ssy
Give me everything you got for this wet-a** p*ssy"
It goes downhill from there.
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