im a slutty boy why do i still get excited over girls
blowing kisses to my niggas
Yet the glaring deficiency is West’s raps on Yeezus is not his skillset as much as it is his utter lack of empathy for women as human beings. So, yeah, the guy with the trophy girlfriend who just gave birth to his daughter manages to throw a few lines that could be read as unintentional jabs at Kim Kardashian. On “On Sight,” he raps “I know she like chocolate men/ She got more niggas off than Cochran” which seems a little too close to home on too many levels.
“I’m In It” manages to spin race and sexism for maximum offensiveness not once, but twice: “Eating Asian pussy/ All I need was sweet and sour sauce” and “Black girl sippin’ white wine/ Put my fist in her like a Civil Rights sign.” On “Hold My Liquor,” he mixes wealth and power with sex and misogyny proclaiming “One more fuck and I can own ya,” after dismissing that he “smashed your Corolla” while parking his Range Rover—which is like, whoa dude. No one man should have all that anger.
The two punk-channeling songs he premiered on last month’s SNL performance — “Black Skinhead” and “New Slaves” — are the album’s most pointed numbers; they’re also the kind of songs crafted to be played very loudly in order to make white people incredibly uncomfortable.
On the surface that’s all bravo because, you know, fuck your post-racism fallacy. But with Kanye, his rants — about celebrity, about art, about race and class — are always about personal injustices done to him masquerading as some sort of quest for social reform. He begins “New Slaves” making allusions to picking cotton and Jim Crow, and if you imagine listening to “New Slaves” outside of the context of contemporary Kanye-ism, it sounds like the Last Poets. And the release of the video — not through traditional outlets but projected onto buildings in places like the University of Tucson, Philadelphia’s Franklin Institute, and the heart of Fifth Avenue — was incredibly revolutionary. But it was also visual screed against consumerism by the guy who produces fetish item sneakers and has worshipped at the storefront of more obscure high-end brands than any rapper ever.
So of course his finger-pointing at the prison industrial complex and racist attitudes is marred by Kanyecentrism: his response to such harsh realities is to use his resources to move his family to foreign lands (because he’s fucking rich and fuck the rest of us) and, more tellingly, to cuckold a powerbroker by taking his wife and ejaculating “on her Hampton blouse and in her Hampton mouth,” because, for Kanye women are objects and the best way to retaliate against his oppressor is to violate said oppressor’s most prized object. On the one hand, his move is all about powerlessness exerting power in the face of power; on the other it’s all about his personal sense of satisfaction. Power to the people? Not so much.
- Yeezus: Good, Not Great, And Quite Misogynistic - Kris Ex
Is this the first time you guys heard a rap album or something?
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Cheese fries are an abomination.
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