We Aren’t Ready for Birds in the Trap Sing McKnight

We’re not ready for what’s about to be thrown at us. We just aren’t. SO MUCH MUSIC has been dropped this year, and as of most recently this new Frank dropped. Which is practically produced by Jesus Christ himself, but that’s not what this about. This is about Travis Scott’s second official album. Three legitimate projects have all dropped from the G.O.O.D. Music apostle, and they’ve all been absurdly fucking dope.

Owl Pharoah, Days Before Rodeo, and Rodeo have all been different from the rest of hip hop at their own respective dates of release. Rodeo dropped last September during a tremendously excessive output of music alongside GOOD A.M. by Mac Miller. The album stands out right away with this lowly, almost seductive, introduction from T.I.,

“Nine lights year away, just outside of the Keplar Solar System,”

Wait, what the fuck? Did T.I. just drop some smart ass knowledge on me regarding how far away we are from the Keplar Solar Sytem? And he was wrong? Damn, okay I better tune in.

“We find ourselves consumed and utterly mesmerized, with a story of a young rebel against the system. Refusing to conform or comply to the ways of authority. He chose the mood of fuck this shit.”

AND FROM THERE ON OUT IT’S JUST TRAVIS MUSICAL GENIUS. THE END.

Nah, but really, and that’s the beginning of a song called “Pornography”. Where being from Houston is cooler than ever because James Harden whips his wrist like a real one, and doesn’t play defense. Travis’s not-give-a-flying-fuck mentality is clearly apparent in the first four songs. Both “Oh My/Dis Side” and “3500" standout for the boldness they present with incredible instrumentals.

Travis Scott is like an incredibly delicious suicide drink you would get at Jimmy Johns.

• You take some Diet Kanye, musical prowess possessed by few rappers where he dominates a lot of his own producing and sound.
• You squirt out a hint of Diet Future, in the way that he projects his voice is somewhat similar.
• Mix in Diet A$AP Rocky where he’s got a familiar vibe with the way he carries himself from a style standpoint and he isn’t afraid to lay down some brain puzzling bars.

All of these styles translated excellently to Rodeo. His ability to transition from fast to slow on separate songs isn’t choppy like how it usually feels. The entire album is a very controlled process but with an amount of recklessness that you aren’t quite accustomed to.

The music just kicks your ass out of nowhere when it comes on at any party, everybody (especially white girls) loved Antidote. But this album wasn’t wrapped around that one song in any fashion at all. Every one is individually constructed just to this artist’s liking; we’re incredibly lucky as listeners that he has good taste.

What I’m really attempting to get across is that we aren’t ready for BITTSM. The way that 2016 has gone so far, we have gotten more than we ever could have anticipated.

Illustrious side note: This has hands down been the best year of rap for the decade so far, constructing a top five favorite albums list is nearly impossible cause you’re bound to leave off an incredible project. As of right now, mine looks something like this:

The Life of Pablo

Coloring Book

Views

Anti

Blonde

But, there is a very likely possibility that Birds could take that list, put it in a bottle of Hennesy, shake the living shit out of it, and dump it all over some fuck boy’s head.

Without a single song being released prior to the album’s drop, it’ll be waves on top of .wav’s being thrown at us. Surprise guest features who hopefully can trump the insane list of stars on Rodeo.

Surely this album is going to be just as chaotic, emotion challenging, dark, depressing, and self reflecting as Travis’s previous projects. We ain’t ready for what’s coming at us.