KAT, you son of a bitch. I don’t want to come off as a hater and i never wanted to write this blog because i didn’t want people to steal my ideas, but as cool as Karl-Anthony Towns shoes are, they’re just shoes that get air brushed on.
All very dope. Hats off to Adam Silver for being the smartest commissioner for letting athletes wear custom kicks. Happy Athletes, massive TV deals, athletes who get millions. But as much as those shoes are dope to look at, what I want is something special which is why im forced with a gun to my head to write this blog. Because if some mother fucker copies my idea I mean rip those shoes right off their feet so fast those ankles wont know what hit em.
So lets start off with the base, gotta be Jordan 11’s. Very classic dope Jordan. Now this is where i need like Shoe Surgeon or someone to really do their thing. The Jumpman Jordan is gonna be removed, instead give me a silhouette of Eleven with the bloody nose. That alone is dope. The 23 in the back, 11, the front nylon that say Jumpman Jordan, red stitching Stranger Things. The white part of the sole, switch is out black with the speckled white/grey so it looks like the upside down. The underside, a demogorgon ready to eat someones face off. So dope. We’re not here just painting shit on shoes. We’re creating a masterpiece here. But now that it’s out there I gotta be vigilant as shit and now i gotta set aside like 5 grand to actually get these shoes made. Its my ideas. I had it first. Anyone after this point that makes a Stranger Things shoes is just plain biting KAT and my style.
“Blah blah blah its edited! its so fake! Its so edited!” If you’re that person, fuck you. Any video featuring a song from Nelly is like a hit and blog worthy, and any song from the era where he had a band-aid on his face was pure hot fire and if you don’t think so then you’re wrong and Dilemma happens to be like in the top 10. Somewhere in literature they’ll talk about Dilemma like its Shakespeare because what it is, is beautiful poetry. The tale of this fine black honey moving up the block in Nellyville but she got a man and a son tho-oh. Next thing you know they develop a love interest for each other but her man starts trippin about it but Nelly ain’t gon fight over no dame. Luckily, true love prevails when she comes through and sweeps Nelly up in her mans 2 seater because she just has pimp juice coursing through her brain and they just perpetually dance together through out the rest of time. One of the greatest love tales of all time.
Sidenote- how about Kelly Rowland receiving text messages over an Excel spreadsheet platform?
Now yea I know this post had nothing to do with the bird lip singing the “Ohhh” part in the song but thats kind of the point. Anytime Nelly works its way in a video it should go viral. At least just enough to make you go on youtube and listen to all of Nelly’s singles but lucky for you readers out there Im gonna provide that for you. Hit the music! E.I!