On Friday, TMZ made mention of [what we now know was] a very real seizure that sent Dwayne “Lil’ Wayne” Carter to the hospital, mixed with unreliable Enquirer-esque info about him entering a medically-induced coma and being read his “last rites.” The seizure, which is not Lil’ Wayne’s first, was reportedly caused by some sort of sizzurp binge.
Sizzurp (aka syrup, aka “the drank”) being a mixture of promethazine and codeine, often prescribed to those with ultra phlegm-y pneumonia.
People from Carter’s record label seemed outraged by the claims that their friend and business partner was on the verge of death. So, they’re either in denial or rightfully pissed at the false allegations. (As of yesterday night, TMZ continued to post updates about his mother flying to the L.A. to decide whether or not to keep him on life support in the ICU.)
Wayne (@LilTunech) wrote: “I’m good everybody. Thx for the prayers and love” on Twitter, though there has been some speculation on whether or not he Tweeted this himself or if someone in his camp did it for him.
Is it inappropriate that I was just imagining Lil’ Wayne as a ghost? Can you not hear the clank of metal teeth and see his dreads after the loss of gravity?
Best version of A Christmas Carol since Scrooged. (Obviously, I’m glad he’s not dead.)