What she means: If Frank Ocean has the time to make an entire rant on his blog about the existence of space, why can't he drop his album on time? He told us July 2015, but obviously his worries about the space time continuum affect his ability to look at a calendar and efficiently keep a time oriented promise. If Meek Mill can take a few days and ruin his entire rap career, why can't Frank take the time to heighten his? A single audio post of Frank farting would be sufficient enough for his fan base to survive, yet it's August 2015 and there's nothing to hold Frank's fans over another month. Frank better collaborate with the spirt of Michael Jackson himself on this album, it better include a three hour hologram of him pondering the existence of the universe and a signed sweaty bandana.