The first time I watched this video of Puff running through the freezing cold streets of New York City promoting his new album like a bootlegger in the barbershop, I didn't understand why he was putting himself through it. The man is like a thousand years old, wearing an old school varsity jacket, talking "take back the streets." From who? How? Man listen. Sean, go sit your behind down somewhere and manage Nikki Minaj. We all know, Last Train to Paris is never going to be chart topper. Might as well, let go, let God and start working on the next season of Making The Band.
BUT THEN, I heard about SouljaBoy's album only selling 13,000 copies TOTAL in the first week out. Woah.
There's an average selling album and then here's a TOTAL BELLY FLOP. SouljaBoy selling less copies than the number of people that live within the 5-block radius my neighborhood is a TOTAL. BELLY. FLOP.
13,000 copies?? A number like that makes you question whether his own family bothered to buy the album. I'm just saying.
And you know what, Diddy I get it. You better be on the sidewalk running down white folks and making them promise to pre-order copies of your album. Matter of fact, if I was you, I go find those shiny suits you and Mase used to rock and get to dancing.
And the magic number is: 13,001.