Few things in this world are as big and colossal as Kanye West's ego. He is man with some mediocre modicum of talent that has somehow found his way into the limelight across America and become a household name. Along with the rise in in his fame came the rise to his head.

He has compared himself to many notable people from history/pop culture including, but not limited to, Michael Jordan, Steve Jobs, Katniss Everdeen, Pablo Picasso, Walt Disney, Miles Davis, Michael Jackson, Jim Morrison, Axl Rose, Jimi Hendrix, Maya Angelou, Andy Warhol, Shakespeare, Willy Wonka, Da Vinci, David Stern and Jesus. I don't think words need to be wasted explaining why he does not reach the heights of any of the people he named. Maybe David Stern, but that's not saying much.

Kanye West has also compared himself to some other, more confusing imagery. Such as a blowfish. In an interview with GQ he says, "yeah, I'm a blowfish. I'm not a shark, I'm a blowfish...People have me pinned as a shark or a predator in some way, and in no way am I that. I wouldn't want to hurt anyone. I want to defend people. I want to help people," which while is certainly nice of him is quite the odd, Kanye-way to put it. Along with he blowfish he has also compared himself to a nucleus, As in, the nucleus of culture. It happened at the bottom of this New York Times Interview. That is an interview where Kanye's Kanyeism really shines through.

Along with being blowfish nucleus, Kanye West, and I'm still struggling to understand this, compared himself to Hitler. Even saying that "One day people will understand." I think someone needs to explain to Mr. West what he said there.

On top of all that I'm sure most people remember that one time where he compared his job to being more dangerous than that of soldiers or police officers. Or the many times when he has interrupted some award show or another.

Many articles will end their observations with some variation of "and that's what makes Kanye Kanye, and we wouldn't have it any other way," but not me. So, Mr. Kanye West, in this article you will never read, I will end things by saying: You're a jackass, and your music really isn't that good. Or good at all. You made a song with Paul McCartney bad. That's almost impressive. Almost.