Not only is Kevin an innovator of the illest rhymes since Sir Mix-A-Lot (I like big butts), he’s also a profound writer. Us Magazine has this picture of a shower door from the House of Blues in Chicago that Kevin scribbled on. It goes:

Today I’m a free man
Ladies look out
K. Fedrli (scribble scribble)
Fuck a wife
Give me my kids bitch!

Ladies look out indeed. Shakespeare would blush if he were alive because this puts his writing to shame. I’m amazed at how effortlessly Kevin brings truck-stop poetry to the next level. Today the House of Blues in Chicago, tomorrow the bathroom stall at Chili’s! What are you going to do when Kevin Federline runs wild on you?!