You couldn’t pay me to put somebody else’s name let alone their image on my body.

I don’t care how wonderful they are and how great it is, I’d rather stamp “Love that chicken from Popeye’s” on my body than anyone’s likeness. At least with the chicken I know it will always be there.

It’s a lesson Nas is now learning as word says he’s about ready to burn off that picture of a bare breasted Kelis off his forearm.

Indeed, according to MTO Mr. Jones will be flying in and out of LA to begin a series of laser treatments to remove his green and formally permanent ode to his now ex-wife.