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As seen at sxsw… debt and the econ crisis has struck a pop culture nerve as being… cool?  I mean, I remember growing up, if you could claim you were poor, like really poor, it was cool.  Either super poor or uber blue chip dynasty rich was what was up.  But I’m happy to see that young’ns can have a sense of humour ’bout it.

Whoa, it’s so big yet so low under Orion’s Pillow, (that’s the constellation people don’t talk about.. where sleeper type shit hangs out e.g. Fab the rapper and Mayan food.) Needless to say Alchemist crafts another super-banger. The question is, who kills it the hardest?  Fab closes nicely “you can call a cab/when your bitch falls for Fab.”  Fab has a knack for being lazy and sharp at the same time, it’s almost like that’s his steez.  But when he gets hyped… He’s the new generation’s Ma$e, just harder.

Juelz?  I mean, I would say he makes Weezy the side act on their partnered mix tape, “I Can’t Feel My Face.”  This dude has yet to see his own potential… He’s ruthless when he wants to be, and has crazy word play, also when not lazy:  “Haven’t ya’ll heard?/Ya’ll all herbs/I stick toothpicks in ya’ll ouers derves.” I sound really jewey and wack when I say it, but listen to Santana spit it. With “Listen.. I’m a shark, ya’ll coyfish, (what else?)/ Octapusses (What Else?”/Oysters… chump!” Santana proves that had Jacques-Yves Cousteau been around now, he’d have a formiddible rival.

Finally Weezy raps aka starts speaking non-sense that has the ability of morphing into the sickest garble you’ve ever heard.  I won’t type any lyrics here, because its all in his banana-flow that makes this his track in the end.

“Foot up in your bottom/I mean foot up in ya ass/I kick that shit/I don’t kick that trash”  Duh.