This album winning “Album of the Year” over Kendrick Lamar’s To Pimp a Butterfly at the Grammy Awards is kinda like NARAS telling black people to go fuck themselves the best way they know how.
Not surprised in the slightest though, considering the album sounds like it was made in a board room.
Generic song about “haterz”:
Generic song about a failed relationship, containing one of the absolute laziest pop choruses I’ve ever heard in my life (also, Kendrick, you’re so much better than this, please stop (but your rapping on this song is still the best thing on this whole album oh wait your rapping is only on the single version because Tay Sway knows your skill would stick out like a sore thumb among the Tay Sway display-splay)):
