Oh sh*t, goddamn. This motherf**ker is the truth right here. I guess the days of Toronto being a joke are officially long gone. You remember that?, when they were just wishing and hoping you'd mistake them for new york? Then again, it could've just been perspective, mine colored through montreal's bougie arrogance, trying to be Paris and all that. If I was eighteen, I'd recommend this to every girl I know, and then go on to be generally negligent of their feelings until I broke all their hearts. Sequentially, starting with the shortest and ending with the tallest. Something about hurting a tall girl is too sad for me. If you picture this beautiful giant head with a huge nose crying above the clouds you'll get it. The whole album is f**king dope by the way.