![]() The beat is tinny, and tiny, the scrawny younger sibling of the guttural production that characterized If You’re Reading This It’s Too Late. ‘Free Smoke’ includes his late-night Tumblr-esque overshares (“ I drunk text J-Lo/Old number so it bounce back”), grandiose brags (“ I took the team plane from Oracle”), and rap come-up-isms (“ Used to get paid for shows and front-door money / Five, ten, twenties, hand sanitise after you count that”) in no particular order and forming no logical narrative. The pure rap songs, including opener ‘Free Smoke,’ feel like the equivalent of a Drake reduction sauce. The album’s titular credo is an ode to continued success and celebration in the face of adversity that is so vaguely grandiose and oft repeated it feels cribbed from a DJ Khaled on an elliptical. ![]() Views was similarly overlong, doubling as both his most commercially successful and least compelling album, but while it’s understandable to be hesitant about another dancehall and grime-tinged Drake release less than a year later, he smartly uses this looser format to take somewhat of a backseat and showcase more a understanding of the former while still clinging to his awkward love of the latter. Purely as a rapper, Drake has perhaps never been less compelling than he is on More Life, his latest project – technically billed as a playlist - which clocks in at a behemoth 22 tracks and 82 minutes.
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