The last song I listened to vehemently instructed “get the South dick up out your mouth.” Are we still in the same genre? Two of the guys Mike had me review earlier used the words “blam” and “blat,” and one guy who calls himself Birdman tried desperately to rap, but accidentally blurted out “move them thangs, get them thangs, flip them thangs, do yo thang.” You don’t belong among them, Tupac, you bastard. What’s your problem dude? I know you’re rapping, but somehow, my brain wants me to believe it’s something different. The details in the narrative make it abundantly clear you’re talking about your actual mother, and your actual life. What’s worse, the song behind your verses is lyrical, harmonious, and even gentle. Tupac how dare you?! You’re wrote a heartfelt tribute rap to your mother.
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