5) I got âem catchinâ amnesia / tryinâ to pull my fuckinâ minks out the freezerâ
As someone who regularly listens to rap from all regions, Iâm more than willing to listen to different local colloquialisms/slang and relish in how it aids the artist in creating a unique sound. However, thereâs so much going on here that either, to paraphrase Einstein, everything is literal or nothing is literal. Ross is either stopping women from pulling his clothing out of his closet by intercepting their mouth with his penis, or he actually has women losing their memory after attempting to remove his clothing from some giant refrigerator.
4) She had a miscarriage, I couldnât cry it out / cause you and I know, she was only my side ho.â
Alright, so, Rossâ son dies before he has a chance to hold it, causing him more pain than any physical act of human emotion could remedy, BUT since the mother was only his âside ho,â wait...thatâs not even a complete thought.
3 ) She came to party like itâs 1999 / If she died on my dick, she would live through my rhymes!â
Yet, this one IS a complete thought and weâre all the worse for it. Rossâ album Teflon Don has an odd motif of correlating sex with death. Earlier, on âFree Mason,â Rossâ collaborator John Legend sings âI just wanna die on top of the world / making love to my favorite girl.â Here, however, Rick gives us the hypothetical situation explaining that in the event a woman whose party habits are distinctly dated over a decade ago expired mid-coitus, she would awake to find new life in his writing.
2) Look at Haiti, children dyinâ round the clock n*gga / Iâd send 100 grand but thatâs a decent watch, n*ggaâ
Congrats Mr. Ross, youâve officially uttered the most awful thing ever said on a rap record. On a later track, even city-running Burger King enthusiast Diddy brags about being the first person to âsend a check after the earthquake.â When Sean Combs out-humanitarians you on your own shit, you know youâve irredeemably failed. A âdecentâ watch does not a decent human being make. For shame!
1) Still, you know the dough wonât stop / If I die today, bury me in a dope ass watchâ
This one is just completely perplexing on every conceivable level. If youâve ever seen a picture of Ross, you would know heâs basically a walrus that let himself go. Heâs got a figure big tubs of goo aspire for, so when he explains his postmortem desires, heâs either referring to somehow being compacted into something that could fit around oneâs wrist, as if the perpetual dough-flow would cause him to implode himself like a dying star, OR that he would want his mammoth figure buried underground is a gigantic âdope ass watchâ which, since it would be buried, wouldnât even serve its proper purpose of telling anyone what time it was. It would quite honestly be much easier to get a camel through the eye of a needle than it would be to fulfill Rick Rossâ burial desires.
So clearly, Ross is completely insane. Is it a failure of music journalism and the modern press as a whole that this hasnât gotten more widely reported? Iâd say no as, more importantly, the song is absolutely awesome. Thereâs a reason why crazy people are so interesting. Thankfully, we have one more genuine nutcase to entertain us on rap records.