“luckily, i didn’t have any failures, to be honest with you. i had some things that didn’t work out as well as they should, but, on the other hand, some stuff that was supposed to be o.k. turned out to be gangbusters.”—aby rosen, answering a question about regret in a nyo interview i just did. (this proves that nyc real estate developers talk like nyc rappers. also, gangbustersis the best word since redonkadonk.)
lord jesus, it’s a leaked wayne song, and fucking motherfuck it is so fucking good. i don’t want to seem all wacky-dacky-dappy-happy hyperbolic, but i’m 99% sure that i spent half of high school listening to a tribe called quest’s low end theory and the other half listening to people’s instinctive travels so i would adore this song so massively and instantly and entirely.
it’s an extended metaphor based on hematology and rap—blood flow and flow. i think it might be the in a silent way of hip-hop? my heart bounces from my left pinkie toe to my skull when he hopskotches around the best line of the song: “and i don’t rap fast/ i rap slow/ cause i mean/ every letter/ in the words/ in the sentences/ of my quotes.” yes yes yes yes yes yes.