Who The Fuck Knew?

Well....I did. I don't mean to gloat, but I couldn't deny the best r&b album in years and I, like many people, became Robin Thicke's champion. When you have stacks against you like your dad being Mr. Seaver (which I believe lacks street cred, but if you follow music, you actually know what a talented songwriter he was), being compared to JT (not as aestically commercial and sans dance moves), having a commercial flop and horrible imaging on the first release, you sometimes come up with masterpieces. This man did. Not only did he clean up that fuckin hair, but has captured the country on....wait for it.....good fuckin music. Who knew? And with those stacks also came tremendous support from Jimmy Iovine, Diddy, Usher and of course now, Oprah and American Idol. I smell double platinum around the corner. Props to Nikki for getting me a burn of the album early, but rest assured, I boughts me a copy, you kinda have to when it's this fuckin good. And if you haven't, stop being a douche bag and get put on.