$ilkMoney: I Don’t Give a Fuck About This Rap Shit, Imma Just Drop Until I Don’t Feel Like It Anymore Album Review

If $ilk is a bowling ball crashing his manner by way of these hallucinogen-laced ideas, then Harlem-born producer and longtime collaborator Kahlil Blu is the bumper protecting him from sliding into the gutter. Blu produced all of Imma Simply Drop, and his beats match the hectic number of $ilk’s raps with outsized aptitude. “I Ate 14gs of Mushrooms” and “Cuummoney Amiliani” mix hazy pattern work with crystal-clear drums and synths to compound two completely different however equally epic sounds into psychedelic rocket gas. “One Glazed” lets a guitar lick simmer within the background of what seems like 808 Mafia making an attempt their hand at drum’n’bass. “A Go to From the Large Portal Wizard Snake” and “Jodi Don’t Love Me No Mo :-(” settle into intoxicating sampled chops and loops, whereas “Emmm, Nigga You Is Tasty >:)” turns a whir of sampled hand drums and flutes into an audible seance. Each Blu and $ilk are at their most uninhibited on “Tasty,” $ilk’s rising anger over connections between slavery, the music trade, and Black loss of life dovetailing completely with the syncopated insanity of Blu’s pattern. It doesn’t matter what he’s served, $ilk by no means journeys up, barreling by way of each beat with goal. 

$ilk resides by way of the identical raveled, surreally racist society as the remainder of us, and the emphasis he locations on rapping his manner by way of the insanity is jaw-dropping. Wordy, considerate raps have thrived during the last decade, however they not often really feel this pressing or wired, as if he had been snapping out of a drug-induced dream and making an attempt to commit all of it to paper earlier than it fades from reminiscence. $ilk has nothing however contempt for the rap trade at massive, however he nonetheless cares deeply about craft and intent. He says as a lot on the second half of “One Glazed,” the place he raps that placing all his opponents on discover is his responsibility: “This a tough activity however it got here with a instrument, like a tough hat/It’s all info; you ain’t slept on, lil nigga, your fuckin’ track’s wack!” 

Structurally, Imma Simply Drop isn’t a lot completely different from $ilk’s earlier tasks, like 2019’s equally wildly titled G.T.F.O.M.D: There’s Not Sufficient Room for All You Motha Fuckas to Be On It Like This or 2020’s Assault of the Future Shocked, Flesh Coated, Meatbags of the 85. However Imma Simply Drop is looser and burns extra intensely, urgent $ilk’s love for pop-culture references, Black self-actualization, and blunted conversations with floating planet chunks right into a tab of potent rap music—and rap is simply his aspect gig. So long as the music hits like this—and is keen to tear listeners out of their chairs and punt their brains throughout the room—there’s actually no motive to repair what isn’t damaged.