Say what you will, but nobody in the rap game is gaining more stock per minute than A$AP Rocky. I can’t say he’s the most skilled or even the most dynamic. He may never have the inimitable street poetry of Kendrick Lamar, the flashy boss mentality of Rick Ross, but let’s face it, this cat will work with anybody. From Clams Casino to Big Boi to Skrillex and even working with Adidas, everyone is fair game for Rocky. LongLiveA$AP has been out for six months and it can’t leave the radio. It’s that smooth flow with a screwed voice. Toss in every heavy hitter in the game and the record is an undeniable classic.
Yet some of the tracks break the mold. “Fashion Killa,” an easy favorite from the album, stands as a rarity in rap. In an album littered with the typical “money hos and rims again” lines, this track stands to some degree, for feminism. Maybe not in it’s traditional sense. Nothing is militant, uprising, or really speaks equality. But the gal in this song, the fashion killer herself, is placed on a higher pedestal than Rocky himself. The lines are perfect. “I adore your dior,” “Mami in that Tom Ford, Papi in that Thom Browne,” “I met my baby expressed my passion on my fashion night out…” Not just a song about a lady, it’s a veneration for fashion and the women who rep it.
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