Yes, Drizzy does bait on raw emotions by assuring his listeners that he’s as flawed as the next man (“Furthest Thing”) and that he’s not above a night cap with a gorgeous gal (“Come Thru”). Gentle songstress Jhene Aiko hauntingly traces his romantic memories in “From Time,” while he croons lovingly about giving himself to a lady friend on “Own It” and “Wu-Tang Forever,” which samples The Clan’s song of the same name. He even tip-toes on wedding song territory on his sugary-tinged, “Hold On We’re Going Home.” But for most of the 15-track album, he’s staring into the mirror admiringly and puffing out his newly chiseled chest saying, “Aubrey, you did good.”
Boastful, borderline aggressive accounts of his come-up and conquer punch holes through syrupy streams of consciousness like morse code. “Open the mail, staring at the check/Enough to make you throw up/Man it’s gross what I net,” he flexes on “Worst Behaviour.” His single-turned-mantra “Started From the Bottom”-whose anthemic stanzas wound up inked on Taco Bell sauce packets-echoes his personal pat on the back one hundred fold.
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