4:53pm: Now we get "Famous," feat. Rihanna. The lyrics have moved away from sappy family stuff and are now squarely in tabloid catfight zone.
4:54pm: Drama alert! Kanye just rapped: "I feel like me and Taylor might still have sex, I made that bitch famous." Ouch. That is also 1) not true, 2) offensive to my feminist sensibilities, 3) definitely the end of the nascent KanTay friendship, and 4) still not enough to turn me off Kanye.
4:57pm: On "High Lights," we get even more diss lines, like "I bet me and Ray J would be friends if we ain't love the same bitch," and "Blac Chyna f--kin' Rob, help them with the weight, I wish my trainer would tell me what I overate." Ah!
5:02pm: Time for "Feedback," which features Kanye rapping about -- what else? -- himself. He starts off by talking about how he misses the old Kanye: "I hate the new Kanye, the bad mood Kanye, the always rude Kanye, spaz in the news Kanye." Then he gets super meta: "What if Kanye made a song about Kanye called 'I miss the old Kanye?' Man, that would be so Kanye." He was definitely high when he wrote this.
5:03pm: On that note, Madison Square Garden is pretty much hotboxed. The weed smell is overpowering.
5:10pm: Pretty sure I'm having a numinous out-of-body experience right now. (It might be the weed fumes? It's the weed fumes.) But regardless, I am loving this. Standing in the dark with thousands of people listening to an entire album play in a semi-hotboxed Madison Square Garden while watching a slow-moving human statue is the only way I'm listening to music from now on.
5:12pm: "Wolves," but a different version than before, featuring the long-absent Frank Ocean instead of Vic Mensa and Sia.