Our new shit! This track might have the fastest turnaround from creation to release we've ever had. Which is dope cause the last song was probably more than five years old. Think about that. That shit's ridiculous. I made this beat after deciding that none of the songs we have stashed were the "right" song, which means it was a furious session (in either late january or early february - whatever) fueled by wine, weed, and ghosts. I recall pretty much finishing it (80%)  before i either got discouraged or bored, which despite sometimes being the same thing, in this case was not. It does occur to me the absurdity of making such a fine distinction when i don't remember which one, but here we are. I left the studio and cast the whole ordeal aside and by the time i showed up to the studio the next morning jay had pretty much written this whole shit right here. If you're wondering what the sound effects at the beginning and end are, let me set the scene...

1. Snowstorm

2. Space

....

3. Imploding into a black hole

4. Snowstorm again

Also, if you're wondering if the track is available for purchase somewhere, motherfucker it's available for purchase everywhere. 

Oh sh*t, the dream stomping on these motherf**kers. I'm not going to front, I think we all know that one instrumental break shouldn't have made the cut, I'm definitely going to make myself an edit without that. This sh*t is still great though. He's embracing the current ideology of not having the most polished takes which adds a dope rawness to it. There's just something beautiful about "Ima love you, all the way to my tomb, ima love you all the way to the moon" over some sci fi metallic brass band sh*t. Plus it really sounds like he means it on the "if we don't make it that'll be tragic" part.

If this isn't beautiful then I don't know what the f**k is. Is it a song about manual sex? Is it a song about masturbation? you'll have to come to your own conclusions about all that. If you're still feeling it at fifty four seconds then goddamnit are you in for a treat. I wish I could say more but it's hard to concentrate while I keep playing it. I think I might go full fifty cent/busta rhymes/lil wayne and jump on this motherf**ker.

Maryland sh*t.  This is a jam right here. Beautiful stuff really. The sample is crazy. The rapping is a+. Not to be confused with "the rapper is a+"*

* I used to love this joint. Which was hard for me cause I was hella tight over a+  being only a couple years older than me with a record deal. I was tripping as an eleven year old. Also check az dropping "quebec" in it, though he mispronounces it like a motherf**ker.

Daaaaamn. Face is still doing it. One of the very greatest right here. Probably the number one reason I overuse the word "motherf**ker". Also the main reason I have antiquated notions of codes and such. I was ten when my mother incredulously allowed me to pick up his "diary" album. I don't think I've been the same since. I was the annoying kid who'd say "y'all are tripping, scarface is the god" when other kids would debate biggie and nas. It's funny how you would never know face has aged by listening to him, and not because he's clinging to some sad last shriveled strand of youth but because he's always seemed old as sh*t. Hahahahaha, that's the ticket I think. I'd be remiss if I didn't mention that z-ro kills that f**king chorus.

When I said I don't usually get into instrumental music I made a point of specifying "instrumental rap music" because I f**king love instrumental music. I'm not familiar with much of black milk's discography other than the track "I guess" which is a goddamn banger. I don't want my ignorance to sound like a reflection on his music because that wouldn't make any sense, like I said, I've never really checked for his music. Truthfully I avoided it after reading things about him that made it seem like he was pretty heavily on that dilla sh*t. This is nothing like that dilla sh*t, though I did read/hear that dilla was a huge fan of brasilian music, which would have probably been our conversational common ground. I love this sh*t. It reminds me of being a little dirty faced mulatto kid in neon patterned shorts running around the slums of sao paulo with my cousins eating corn starch out of tins like f**king post apocalyptic orphans. That was around the same time my uncle gave me a tambourine, which after his death from cancer I've restructured in my personal mythology as him recognizing musical genius in a six year old. Looking back objectively though, it was probably because of the michael jackson curls I was rocking. There's a strange green tint to all my memories from that time. I wonder if that's indicative of something. Or was it just the heat from the jungle mixed with heat from all the tightly crowded bodies mixed with the heat from the pollution mixed with lesions in my brain. Who knows?

I don't usually get into instrumental rap music or whatever this is right here. I think it might come down to me being a goddamn rapper and inevitably either trying out flows on it or deciding I wouldn't even rap on it, in which case get it out of here. This sh*t is doope though. Nice little melody and all that. I don't really know who drewsthatdude is and I really don't know what fortune does. Please don't think that I'm proud of not doing my journalistic due diligence. I'm just keeping it real for you.

Maaan boogie's doing it. If you haven't heard the original "bitter raps" then what can I tell you, I either forgot to link to it when I posted that boogie freestyle or you just didn't click on it. Shame on one of us. He's getting dangerously close to matching the heights that he hit with"bitter raps", it's making me think he's a naturally cynical kind of motherf**ker and needs to stop fighting it. Or maybe all his tracks are as dope as this and I'm the cynical one? Let me stop before I start working myself up over here.

* Editor's note: He says"I'd be fucking your plans up if I told you to man up" hahahahahaha

I don't know anything about this dude but I like the sh*t he's talking. There's a part where he says that he doesn't want to be like the average post modern film maker who just decides on a reference and faithfully recreates it. I'm totally with that right there. If I recall correctly he was being film specific but that sh*t happens in hella mediums. You know, when you're a fan of sci-fi you really kind of have to resign yourself to having no standards when it comes to production value, or acting, or storylines, or dialogue. There's maybe a ten percent chance that you pick up a sci-fi film and it's good and that's being generous for hovsake.

This motherf**ker's name is lil yachty and this is the album cover. That alone is enough. Or rather, that would be enough but the song's f**king wild too. I looked him up and he was in the last yeezy fashion show or something? I didn't read the articles.

* Do you think that when young thug says "make her come back like hadouken" that what he's actually thinking of is when scorpion in mortal kombat screams "come here!" and shoots the spear that pulls you closer? I do.

Oh this is some ill sh*t right here. Rap sh*t rap sh*t. This dude's in the same crew as westside gunn which is hella apparent from the jump. You should be made aware that he f**king takes off on that second verse. My lady would probably hate this.

I'm with this. I'm so with this. I'd take this to prom. I'd put this track through college. I'd accept it if this song wanted an open relationship. Sh*******t,  I'd hold it down while it did a 8 year bid. All that sh*t. In case you don't notice on your own, that's a motherf**king bass guitar she's playing in this b*tch. This was one of those I had to play back like eight times when I first heard it. When the distortion kicks in? good lord, forget about it, she had me at "we're all dying".

I thought it was understood that horace had to wear his goggles at all times. How do we know that's not harvey?

As rosenberg even mentions in the interview, horace unfortunately is one of those people who played way too close to greatness and as you can probably guess, they spend this entire thing talking about michael jordan. Man I f**king hated michael jordan. The first basketball game I ever watched was between chicago and new york. It seemed like the whole world was rooting for chicago so instinctively I went with new york. I was so loyal to my knicks fandom that after such a protracted period of heart break, I had to stop watching basketball altogether. But during those years when I was still stanning for john starks/allan houston, one thing remained a constant, michael jordan was such a piece of sh*t. Watching the knicks go up against him was like getting jumped in a gang or some sh*t. You prayed for an alternative but you knew what was going to happen. It's as if he just willed it, like he controlled the energy in the arena. Sometimes I think it was my first introduction to nihilism. There really seemed to be no point. No team was safe. Now that I think about it in hindsight though, I kind of get it. What was the point of being a fan of anyone other than chicago? we all knew who was winning in the end. Some of us hoped otherwise but in our prematurely embittered hearts we knew.

All that to say, from what I've seen this season, steph curry is probably the goat.

Dooope. I saw somewhere that they call their sh*t "sob rock" hahaha, I get it though. Something about this really reminds me of blockbuster video for whatever reason. Blockbuster video and wood paneled basements. Both with "cheers" playing wordlessly in the background. Oh god never mind, that might be too depressing for me. Seems like this nineties alternative vibe is making a real comeback. I wasn't anywhere near riding that wave the first time it came around. You couldn't really avoid it completely but I certainly wasn't buying it. Except this one veruca salt lp, they had some jams.