= the most brilliant thing ever this week.
Not overwhelmed by the song, but I'm not hating it either*, like I did a lot of the stuff off the 'ye's last record. He's better when he keeps the (derivative) beat simple and doesn't go for the hip hop equivalent of the Hallelujah Chorus every time. The rap, on first blush, appears to stick to his usual themes: he loves Jesus, his mama, money, and himself. Oh, and he still can't rap.
(Just for comparison: better song, better video, much better rapper.)
* and it's growing on me.
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A very subtle and funny writer - one I've become obsessed with over the past year - in a decidedly Muriel Spark mood. Imagine The Pr...
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