“Lil Wayne Closes ‘The Carter VI Tour’ in the Rain — and Still Reigns Supreme”
By: Brad Stevens
A storm-soaked West Palm Beach crowd watches Weezy turn a weather delay into a defiant, career-spanning finale.
Thursday Oct. 2, 2025
Lil Wayne closed his Tha Carter VI Tour at iTHINK Financial Amphitheatre with a brisk, 90-minute reminder of why his catalog still shakes arenas. Billed as a celebration of more than 20 years of Carter classics, the West Palm Beach stop doubled as the tour finale. Wayne delivered with stamina and that dry, wheezy New Orleans cool that’s become its own instrument.
The night was soaked in both nostalgia and literal rain. It poured intermittently from the moment gates opened, and with umbrellas banned, drenched fans waited through a long delay before Weezy finally hit the stage near 10 p.m.
When he finally appeared, clad in black leather, white Oxford shirt and skinny black tie, black durag and shades — the place erupted. A white Fender Jaguar guitar hung from his neck, a custom a one-of-a-kind presented to him as gift for the 60th anniversary of the model. Between blunts and bars, Dwayne Carter Jr. looked every bit like a rock star who’d outlasted generations.
From jump street, the set moved like a mixtape — “Welcome to Tha Carter” into “Fireman” and “I’m Goin’ In”. It was Wayne in “rapid-blend” mode, a pacing he’s favored this year, trading pristine song endings for momentum and impact. The amphitheater answered on cue, roaring through the big chorus runs (“Lollipop,” “6 Foot 7 Foot,” “A Milli”) and the Drake-era collabs (“The Motto,” “HYFR”) that turned the soaked lawn into a humid, bouncing call-and-response.
Production stayed minimal with a single spotlight, a brick-wall motif LED backdrop behind Wayne, a DJ and band keeping up with his left-turn impulses — keeping the focus on a career scrapbook flipped at speed, not a cinematic reboot. The finale electricity was real. Surprise cameos from Young Money artists Lucifena and Allan Cubas gave the show flashes of the label’s future, and when his 15 year old son Lil Novi joined him for a brief set, the moment hit like a generational handoff — a rare glimpse of Mr. Carter as both legend and father.
Still, for all its highs, one omission lingered. “Let It All Work Out,” the haunting closer from Tha Carter V where Wayne recounts his childhood suicide attempt and the New Orleans cop who saved his life, was missing from the setlist. It’s one of his most human songs, and on a rain-soaked night about survival and legacy, it would’ve hit hard. “U refused to let me die,” he once wrote of that officer, Robert “Uncle Bob” Hoobler. The absence of that track didn’t sink the show, but it left an emotional note unplayed.
Still, the finale’s energy was undeniable. As a tour capstone, West Palm felt like a victory lap with bite, and less about reinvention, more about reminding you how many eras Wayne has bent to his voice. By the time the lights came up, the amphitheater wore the dazed grin of a crowd that had sprinted through two decades in 90 minutes, led by a rapper who still treats breath and bar like contact sport. For a night meant to close a chapter, it sounded suspiciously like there are more pages left.
