This song has been blowing the Low End Theory to smithereens for at least a month. Play it loud enough and duck. Props forever due to those foghorn “Down Bottom” brass. Judging by how close HudMo has been getting to the G.O.O.D. Music camp, I would not be surprised if he is fully Swag Dracula’d on the next Ye record (or Young Chris’d or Space Ghost Purpped, if we’re going to use the most recent example).
I’m alright with this. It’s been a long time since the glory days of Timbo and Star Trak and we are always in need of some 33rd Century space cadet funk. Man can not live on Future alone.
