I got asked out today at work. Big deal, who cares… right? This shit happens to coffee shop girls all over the place every day. But it got me thinking a lot about dating and about entitlement.
See, I have known for weeks this dude was going to ask me out just by how he talked to me. He tried to…
Someone asking you out, in what seems an entirely inert way is really such an insult? Really? Dude didn’t come at you in some vulgar way but you’re still heated. For what? He thought you were attractive/interesting. What. An. Insult.
probably gucci mane’s most unique and noteworthy characteristic is how, at a rather stagnant point in rap, he came along and pretty much constructed a whole new vocabulary for how rappers can rap about how they are the shit (one example being the constant comparing of his jewelry to thunder and lightning and other inclement weather). lil b, when he is on, does this same exact thing, but he drives swagger rap almost to the total opposite end of the spectrum. where gucci dazzles with imagery (“haulin down the block thirties slidin like skis”, to pick a mild example) or more traditional internal rhyming, lil b pretty much raps in straight free verse with minimal concern for actually rhyming and expects you to meet him on some undefined metaphysical level where he’s a god-like weeded-out savant that even trumps “i feel like dying”-era wayne.
on the gucci/lil b thing. I totally agree. When B hits its really the egomaniac braggadocio thing taken to the Nth level. But whats also really intriguing is the genuinely positive and outsider philosophy he espouses next to the braggadocio on songs like Robots To Forever or Okay To be Different or 3 Stacks. It makes for a weirdly contradictory or complex (depending on your p.o.v) statement. And if we’re talking about the bragadoccio as an artform thing we gotta regard the old masters Cash Money especially the Big Tymers. Honestly their intros were worth price of admission alone.