


On “Breathe In, Breathe Out,” from his 2004 debut album, “The College Dropout,” he distilled the essential struggle that has defined his career into one sharp joke: “Always said if I rapped, I’d say something significant/But now I’m rapping about money, ho’s and rims again.” He rarely aims his daggers at others there’s plenty in the mirror to clown on. On previous albums he’s hilariously taken himself to task for his foibles of style and narcissism. But he is also funny, something, given his profound sense of entitlement, he very rarely gets credit for. West is mouthy, impertinent, flamboyant, bellicose, provocative, greedy and needy.

“Do you really have the stamina,” Kanye West wonders to himself on “Pinocchio Story (Freestyle Live From Singapore),” the bizarre rap-star-in-need-of-a-Geppetto hidden track from his fourth album, “808s & Heartbreak,” “for everybody that sees you crying/And says, ‘You oughta laugh! You oughta laugh!’ ?”
