nigga your trash ass music went double grain of sand

shut yo goofy ass up

listen to the album with lyrics opened and youll see what i mean

stop derailing a good thread

"I think the state of hip-hop and its overwhelming negative influence on black people"

See I think that's an issue in itself too since Rap didn't spawn from nothing and is the way it is for a particular reason to this day, not even in conspiracy ridden reasons, but literal sociological, economical and historic reasons - and that the subjects within Rap already existed in other music in and outside black people

I think it's a very short sided and imo harmful narrow critique

I agree with the rest of what you said, and I agree he more than likely had a positive reason regardless, and yes the album and him is overall dope

Alright post some bars

What do you mean?

Do you have bars? You should have some bars if we're speaking on bars

Nigga your s*** can't even get a payout nigga LMAO

Now stop @ing me goofy so this thread doesn't get derailed more. You need to worry about how you gonna get your fraction of a cent

Literally what are you talking about lol, I'm not a Rapper and that has nothing to do with the convo

You thinking that is the problem, and you got no bars. Pack it in

You have bars ready for everytine you give an opinion on a song/artist or when you break something down?

Alright let's see your bars.

i cant believe he's gone man

double grain of sand

Obviously same disclaimer applies here but I felt that while he speaks on the mainstream to some degree, a lot of it is also very local - I think he’s speaking from his perspective on what he’s seeing in Brownsville and the city as a whole

Like the escalating hyperviolence of the BK/uptown drill scene at the time, and the age of kids dying over that s***, was probably pretty triggering and depressing for a guy who talks openly about how violent his adolescence was. I mean that whole Notti Bop s*** was crazy sickening tbh, I can’t imagine that stuff sat well

They cam rippin, they imitatin' the hand stitchin'
They in the ghost kitchen; I'm in their gram's kitchen
Finger f***in' like I'm rebuilding a transmission
She 5/4 but I put her on a dance rhythm
Butter smooth; y'all burnt out; the pan stickin'
Passed on like the China to the grandchildren
I'm tryna edge pop out; these are canned biscuits
Y'all tryna wedge pop in; the whole stance different

Agreed.

I appreciate the energy and thought from him even if I don't fully agree with the method or angle. And I do think the song has a deeper message than just Rap itself even tho I already don't like Rapping about Rap in general, but unfortunately songs like this most of the time it doesn't do much besides stroke the ego of jaded old heads in their own selfish manner on their own feelings of not understanding and feeling left out of modern era Rap then using as confirmation bias for their own scapegoat - but I guess that's more of like a pet peeve thing than actual artistic intent.

I just wish conversations about "it's just murder and s***in Rap" (which imo is just perpetuating in-fighting that ignores the bigger picture that always gets pushed and set up to us) was expanded on more in depth in general and the actual reasons why, instead of acting like it just happened out of nowhere, or chastising 100 percent one of the most freeing and successful lanes for people with no options that have community and message for those people with no options.

I appreciate your reply and pov 🫡

That's true the whole Drill movement is a good perspective I didn't think of and also I'm personally disconnected from. I don't consume the music nor media neither revolving around drill.

I still think it's narrow thinking and "victim-blamey" on Rap and black people as a whole that doesn't connect to the actual issues and root - but that is a good point, focus and potential intent to keep in mind.

And yeah the little bit I do know, drill is a mess.

Now I hope you post bars in every thread about Rap you drop an opinion on from here on out

You have no bars little bro

Step light in the garden
Eggshells, beg thy pardon
Yoke it up, smoke a carton
I won't hold sacred carbon
Bush era arson for a bargain, it's a steal
Touch and go, caught up in my feels
Record scratch, Jesus on the wheels
Caught on tape, sample wouldn't clear
Most wanted or ghosts haunted
Round table talk, Algonquin
Cottage industries plotted
Two hots and some cotton
Crackpots and cauldrons
United flights from Boston

Sounds interestin, will take a look and listen