“You’re supposed to be rapping about inane shit which people can then take at face value and simplify their view of hip-hop culture! None of this game is supposed to be questioned or analyzed! What will people think when they realize what you say is true?”
When somebody can’t understand what another person is talking about and that person keeps going on about it, they may show overt signs of inattention, such as falling asleep, whether literally or figuratively.
Like David Blaine, or rather Blaine’s television persona, Lupe always has “a trick up his sleeve.” While a magician would often literally have the secret to one of his feats concealed in his sleeve or elsewhere on his person, Lupe Fiasco’s hidden tricks are concealed in his mind and embedded in his lyrics.
The word “league” is used in two ways here, however. Its other meaning is “a group or association of individuals,” which refers here to Lupe and those with whom he works and shares his ideals. Their thoughtfulness and depth is such that most outsiders feel alienated and confused when they encounter them.
His refusal to subscribe to the commonly held ideas of what rap music should be makes him less marketable, so he does not have the expensive chains many commercial rappers can afford.
I’m convinced Plies has more fun saying “Liquor” than any other word. Glad he got to enjoy it once more in this verse.
He keeps the Ferrari out front for decoration, but just because it’s what you see in his yard or driveway,some people might assume it’s the only “show-off” car he’s got, which is not at all true. There’s a Lamborghini just out of plain view, which we can assume Ross pulls out when people are least expecting it.
The smell of particularly potent weed is sometimes compared to skunk spray, body odor, cat urine, cooked broccoli, and other seemingly unpleasant descriptors. If this type smells like garbage, it’s probably pretty darn strong.
Oh, but it is flattering. See, Waka Flocka’s not directly comparing himself to the dimwitted rodent, but instead concocting a tenuous simile of sorts that compares Pinky’s propensity for spending time with The Brain to his own tendency to receive large amounts of “brain,” or oral sex. Not necessarily going to refute Waka’s similarity to Pinky, though.
He’s not saying “Lean-ya colada,” right?