[Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt]
Earl’s use of assonance here is excellent and it creates a great sounding verse.
Close your eyes for what you can’t imagine; we are the xany gnashing, caddy smashing, bratty ass; he mad, he snatched his daddy’s Jag
And used the shit for batting practice, adamant and he thrashing
Purchasing crappy grams with half the hand of cash you handed
Panicking, patch me up; Pappy done latch keyed us
Toying with Raggy Anns and mammy done had enough
Brash as fuck, breaching all these aqueducts; don’t believe us
Treat us like we can’t erupt, yup
So much of that aaaa sound. His monotone still serves to convey the bored unimpressed mood that Frank depicts the super rich kids as having.
Earl was high and sick when he recorded this verse:
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