there is no universe in which ‘twerk miley, miley, twerk’ is a hot line. it’s so time-bound, era-specific, flat, throw-away that it makes me wonder about jay on a fundamental level. this is the same guy who made it popular to look for triple entendres in lyrics. at a point i would’ve said, ‘you can’t ever take that away from him.’ at a point.
but then he just unleashed a 7-year spree of garbage verses, not a double-meaning among them. instagram mentions and miley cyrus references. it’s unbearable, and it’s not the stuff of lyrical giants. this dude has a guest spot on one of the most relevant albums of the year in Nothing Was The Same and says the word “cake” 17 times. not that anyone was expecting “22 Twos” but, there is no way to excuse that level of hollow repetition. there’s no way to flip the meaning of the word cake 17 times. and if there is one, he isn’t even invested in doing that.
that might be the most frightening part of AARP Hov, he doesn’t have the competitive fire of a jordan (although he did at one point). it’s not how we ought to consume a classic artist: on a steep decline, fighting through the smothering indifference of his words. he owes us nothing, but now that he’s established a standard of performance that he doesn’t fall below it seems like some kind of torture he’s putting everyone through by dropping these awful rhymes.
the main thing about laying forgettable verses that jay needs to be cautious of, judging by the manchester clip, is that he’ll forget them.
and in that case, why should we remember?