As you may have heard, this past weekend belonged to Frank Ocean. He dropped two albums (Endless and Blonde), one music video, opened four pop-up shops, and released a magazine, the latter of which his friends Kanye West and Tyler, the Creator each penned poems for.

While Tyler’s details a change in life trajectory, Kanye’s is, uh, less introspective (it’s about fast food, guys). Which do you prefer?

Tyler, the Creator, “Tricolor”

the early chapters of my book included bus passes

now its tire traction off like fuck crashes, ask him how?

insurance higher than the lease bill, run flats when the feet peel

fish tail, the boy eats meals, tummy ache from my cheap thrills

granny hug the way the seat feel, on the left turn, leave the neck burned

from the frost bit links, size of an earth worm, wasted on last check earned

i’m, expecting this so it aint odd, two 5’s on the paint job, lactose, wide body, fat ghost

grannys watch over me when i act slow, rev till i plateau

keys sorted on the hip, jeff gordon is his mind, life’s forza on the strip

switch gears like i take breaths, wish i had 8

left 6 got skipped, went to 7th from the 5th

more advance than your average,

i like coupes, two shit

when my friends pull up, stops turn into a pageant

but until i get that enzo, its chapter uno

but i know what that bus pass turned into, its magic

Tyler also appeared on the credits list of Blonde, though the list fails to specify the nature of them (collaborations? production? samples?), and thanked Frank for allowing him to contribute.

Kanye West, “The McDonald’s Man”

McDonald’s man McDonald’s man

The French fries had a plan

The French fries had a plan

The salad bar and the ketchup made a band

Cus the French Fries had a plan

The French fries had a plan

McDonald’s man

McDonald’s

I know them French fries have a plan

I know them French fries have a plan

The cheeseburger and the shakes formed a band

To overthrow the French fries plan

I always knew them French fries was evil man

Smelling all good and shit

I don’t trust no food that smells that good man

I don’t trust it

I just can’t

McDonald’s man

McDonald’s man

McDonald’s, man

Them French fries look good tho

I knew the Diet Coke was jealous of the fries

I knew the McNuggets was jealous of the fries

Even the McRib was jealous of the fries

I could see it through his artificial meat eyes

And he only be there some of the time

Everybody was jealous of them French fries

Except for that one special guy

That smooth apple pie

The burger chain has since tweeted West back on some game-recognize-game ish.