His near-Knausgaardian confessional-in which he admits to worrying his wife might divorce him and drops a Lexapro reference for all the real heads-is called, bless Yeezy’s heart, “FML.” “Freestyle 4” is actually the eighth song. He turns Young Thug into the new Kirk Franklin on “Highlights,” a song you might recognize from your Twitter feed as The One Where He Disses Kim (as opposed to The One Where He Says He’s Gonna Fuck Taylor Swift). 1,” which is straight-up goddamn gospel music. He gleefully uses the image of getting stained by a model’s bleached asshole as the rising action in “Father Stretch My Hands Pt. Rather than create a neat little persona or make overtures at obscuring the less savory elements of his being, Kanye West really lets you into every little nook and cranny of his psyche, even when those nooks and crannies make you go “AH FUCK DUDE WHAT THE FUCK.” This is one of my favorite things about Kanye, and The Life of Pablo proves Kanye is a goddamn sensei at this particular brand of contradiction. No New Friends is right.Kanye West's Game-Changing Contradictions, by Drew Millard
High energy but not quite celebratory, this is not the tears in your beer Drake that makes you sad-text your whole messenger list when you’re out at 3am.
As much as this sounds recognizably like Thank Me Later/Sprite-era Drizzy - complete with youthful confidence and silly boasting (“I’m here feeling like 50 back in ‘02” / “Half a million dollars later and my taxes paid, and I’m still spending money from my acting days”) - the track is possibly more noticeable as a refresher on pre- Twisted Fantasy Ye’s headspace: a full “thwappppp” snare fused to an insanely arpeggiated synth that is less club than Rainbow Road, “You Know, You Know” hits that specific sweet spot of baroque minimalism which was each artist’s signature before the decade changed over (and before they both solidified their unique paths of creative megalomania). Everything old is new, everything new is old, etc etc, see: this all-of-a-sudden post of the Six God’s 2009 Kanye-helmed “You Know, You Know” (in ‘CD quality,’ a phrase that feels almost exactly as retro as reflecting on 2009).
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