The Year of Cole, J.

For the past four months my ears have been a slave to 2014 Forest Hills. More specifically, No Role Modelz. If you have not had the J.Cole experience, shame on you (fool me twice can't put the blame on you). I will patiently wait as you click on that little YouTube app, type in J. Cole and look at all the live shows. The hyped ones in London, the turnt (you cannot believe how long it took auto correct to leave this word alone and no, I don't mean turntable) crowd rapping back to him in Salt Lake City, the stories behind his songs, the way he says, "Put one finger in the air" and you find yourself doing the same while lying in bed. It. Is. Powerful.

There are few songs that can just linger in your life without having you lose interest after the hundredth time on repeat. And No Role Modelz is an example as it is currently blasting in my earbuds for the 985th time as I'm tying. Four months, four different headphones, same playlist. And yet, every time that beat drops, I don't have an itch to skip it,  to wander through to a different selection. And if there is a negligible will to do so, it dissipitates as soon as "First things first rest in peace Uncle Phil" comes on because honestly, after that line there is no way you can't finish the song. And what do you know, before I went on my fourth J.Cole rampage on YouTube this evening, Fresh Prince of Bel-Air came on with, what other episode, than when Will's father comes back in his life. I had no choice but to turn the TV off afterwards and just lose myself to this track.

At this point I'm willing to put him  against all my favorites and just reign him supreme, because you know this song is going to come out on top. Any Adele hit versus No Role Modelz: victory for J. Any Michael Jackson platinum album versus No Role Modelz: J all the way. If Gawd itself made a mixtape, this track would still come out top and be the number one in the Garden of Eden (sorry Cheezus). If you do only one thing in your life, do yourself a favor and listen to this track; if you don't, fuck the peace sign, load the chopper let it rain on you. You must be from Greystone. All hail King Cole.
                               

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