There's talk of "niggas" and gangster business and misogyny (seeming to settle on the metaphor "medusas"), which is par for the course too. But the rhymes are tight. "He made Black & Yellow/I'm a make Black & Emo" he spits on "Radio Song". He isn't too keen to play the radio game. Detroit seems to breed some acrid rap types. "Lie4" is a step back into the beatless ocean of the stuff that folk spit over these days; don't like it. Was this caused by a change in drugs? Or movement away from the streets? "I Will" is a blunt song of praise to the cunnilingual arts - "What he won't do/Bitch, I will". Which is nice.
"Detroit187" is nice scatological brain dribble of the highest order. "Monopoly" begins with some blaxploitative dialogue before some more cracked couplets sound like a battle rap: "What you write is all vagina/What I write is Wall of China". "Blunt After Blunt" speaks for itself. "Outer Space" actually uses the word "mysogyny" - "No apologies/For all the misogyny/I just want some company/To watch my pornography". It sounds like it's all a bit more a ballet of equals, although he still isn't going to stop talking about where he's going to put his dick.
"Adderall Admiral" is about speed. It's quite chaotic, sounds cropping up everywhere, but slow. It's not Motorhead. It gets more documentary on "Nosebleeds" with a bit of soulful business looped over, ending with the image of "blood on her lips". Matched by "Party All The Time" - subject matter and downtempo sounds. So this melancholy strain - not too maudlin - nudges him further into the interesting territory. He says he was born "one day before St Pat", which would make him a Pisces, which would make a lot of sense. This sounds like Piscean hip hop. "EWNESW" is his biographical tune: "I'm living in the city where the weak gets swallowed/Belly of the beast". "Fields" too. It has a taut, twisted loop of tortured guitar and snares:
"Money talk/Only broke people listen."
Cataclysmic, prog musical mash at the beginning of "Scrap Or Die" - like the music Monkey would rap over. If he telling the story of how gutting houses keeps people in food and/or cash. There might be a clever metaphor to pull out connected with sampling and hip hop and what have you: I have not found it. He is apparently a fan of Grime and "Witit" sounds like it - very Playstation, staccato beats. Good for him.
So, it's not Public Enemy; there's no thrill of ideas and breaks marching together with power. But he's a guy worth listening to and some of the production innovates my think bulbs. But this album is too long, as almost every rap album in history has been. And it still fucks with people it shouldn't. In my long distance opinion. More listening to be done...
Rating: Gap Toothed Amphetamist out of Monstrous Detroit
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