I wonder if “Hesh” would call this a hit?

The most disappointing part of this whole “freestyle” — if we can even call it that because it’s pretty obvious Shaq’s been rehearsing this since last week; think about it, how many freestyles can you think of off the top of your head that have a chorus — has to be the “Kobe, tell me how my a$$ tastes” line ’cause it really makes no sense whatsoever. I mean I get it, Shaq doesn’t like Kobe, but the only time you’d be tasting something is if you put it in your mouth, and I’m almost positive Shaq’s backside isn’t fitting inside Kobe’s face. I’m guessing he was trying to go with Mike Tyson’s infamous “How my ‘dic-tate’” line here, which is obviously more anatomically appropriate, and just botched it. Oh, you mean the Tyson thing was just the punchline for a bad joke? K, nevermind then. The Ewing thing kinda pisses me off though. Shaq can loose weight faster than he can make a free throw, yet he sees fit to attack the greatest jump-shooting center in NBA history? I don’t remember Shaq winning any championships by himself the way Pat was asked to every year. Dis’ Kobe all you want, you fat bastard, but John Starks he is not.