On May 16th, Jay Park released a six track mixtape, called “Fresh Air: Breathe It” (except all convoluted to make the title look cool), as a gift of sorts to fans.
The reaction? Depends on who you ask.
Fans of his think it’s better than everything Americans have ever done and that it should win Grammys (“I don’t listen to American hip-hop or R&B, but I love this!“). Others? It ranges from offended to treating it as a piece of comedy.
What do I think?
Let me breakdown the tracks and some of the lyrics, then I’ll give my thoughts on it.
No problems here.
Aside from the drinking and clubbing content, it’s something you could hear from his idol music.
Half my face missing I’ll go terminator on yah
Donald trump cause I’m giving girls the business
I’mmah dog pound cause I’m getting all these bitches
Not a greedy dude but I’m getting all these riches
I grind and stay hungry so I’m always in the kitchen
Yeah im always in the kitchen
Ninja stepping on yah so you should shut up and listen
You know i’m shittin on you I can’t find a pot to piss in
And all my enemies they end up sleeping without the fishes BITCH
Besides the fact that the lyrics are elementary school level rhymes, I have trouble taking raps like this seriously.
I just can’t … I mean, really?
I don’t give a shit about controversial or shocking content or whatever others are up in arms about, but lyrics like this just make me roll my eyes.
It’s such a blatantly fake hard act.
Jay Park hasn’t transitioned from idol to anything else yet, so he’s a bit stuck between a rock and a hard place right now. Basically, he wants to play both sides of the coin. In America (English), he has this desire to be seen as “legit” and “real”. In Korea (Korean) though, he has to carry that “bubblegum” and “idol” image everywhere.
In America, being “legit” means acting hard, hence the lyrical content on the songs off the mixtape. Unfortunately for him though, when contrasted with his “idol” image in Korea, it comes off as a tad disingenuous since he’ll be doing aegyo in a few months when he’s back overseas.
Now combine that lack of credibility with the fact that his lyrical gun is the equivalent of a pea shooter, and it’s extremely difficult for me to do anything but grimace.
Don’t even get me started on these “I’m gonna fuck you so good” wannabe slow jam songs.
Wait, you want me to get started? Okay.
Lets go into the room in the bed
Make you wet its the best
Or we can slip into the shower
And make it last for hours
What is this? Mad Libs?
Can I play?
“Let’s go into the grocery store,
Bend you over in aisle four!
OHHHHHHHHH YEAHHHHHHHHH BABYYYY BABYYYYYYYY BABBBBBBYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!”
I mean how do you take this seriously?
It doesn’t stop either.
Oo girl just one glance you captured my attention
And Ooo girl your different from these girls that I’ve been sexin
I get lost in your eyes I’ll get lost in those thighs
Looking so good make a grown man cry
Look at those lips make me wanna take a sip
Got them swimming pool hips make me wanna take a dip
These are poems we wrote to people in intermediate school, except with content that revolves around sex, basically.
Once again, he’s trying to “keep it real” here, but in a different way, as if he’s gonna fuck you good like he lays pipe like whoa or something. That may or may not be true, but it’s inconsequential, as I don’t see how anybody can take this seriously when presented in such a corny ass fashion.
Do you like a mans supposed to
I’m so serious
Its more than me being curious
Lets say your my hobby cause I’ll do you with a passion
Girl what you pitching I’mmah hit it like a fast ball
Make you say my name exclamation point caps on
Dag gon only chick badder than Michael Jackson
Yup and I’ll fuck yah tatts off once in a life time girl you’ve earned the last spot
Hit that ass raw and I’mmah make you gasp huhhhhhhh
Not “your”, it’s “you’re”. God, fuck.
Seriously though, he’s going to fuck your tats off, apparently. Real talk, ma.
I wish Dumbfoundead would beat that “Chronicles Of Narnia” tribute tattoo off him for this lyrical Hurricane Katrina.
Your girls legs split like Kris and Kim Kardashian
Her wand is my dick and she be doin magic tricks
On my Mann shit because the mac is back again
So I just party and celebrate jet packing we elevate
Calendar mode the way I be getting dates
“CONTACT MODE BY THE WAY I BE GETTING NUMBERS
INPUTTED AND STUFF
Besides, what if the magic trick she’s doing is the one where the magician breaks the wand in half with her hands and tries to put it back together?
That would be awkward as fuck, right?
This is the last track and it segues perfectly into my thoughts on the mixtape as a whole.
I’mmah dick to you when I should be giving dick to you
Lyrically, this about sums it up.
For me, this is a clear sign that he has no creativity with words. For fans, it’s a clear sign that he’s a lyrical genius.
The gap in opinion is insurmountable, because for me, the entire album is like a gigantic hip-hop/R&B cliche. Everything he’s doing stylistically and thematically is already dead and gone to the extent that it’s even almost cliche to mock it now.
“Women are equal and they deserve respect, just kidding they should suck my dick.”
“I’m the Wayne Gretzky of sexual stuff, I’m the Hulk Hogan of slamming muff, I’m the Indiana Jones of exploring crotch, I’m the Shakespeare of enormous cock.”
“I can’t have sex with your personality, and I can’t put my penis in your college degree, and I can’t shove my fist in your childhood dreams, so why you sharing all this information with me?”
So Jon Lajoie basically mocked every topic that the mixtape covers … way back in 2008. It all fits perfectly (along with “Everyday Normal Guy“, “Everyday Normal Guy 2“, and “Everyday Normal Crew“) because all he’s doing is parodying the mainstream hip-hop and R&B scene (with more clever lyrics, might I add).
And that’s exactly what the mixtape is to me: an exploration into how many tracks one can make that are as basic and cliche as possible. Naturally then, it’s hilarious to read how utterly superior it is to everything mainstream America puts out in those genres. It’s delusion on the grandest scale.
Unlike others, I’m not saying the mixtape is poor because it offended my sensibilities or anything (it’s hip-hop/R&B, man), but as I’ve already shown, the topical content is tired and the lyrical complexity is on par with nursery rhymes. Perhaps most importantly though, it’s hard to take him seriously as somebody with credibility because he still sits on this proverbial fence where he’s trying to balance “keeping it real” and “being an idol”, and it’s just awkward and painful to watch unfold in music.
Honestly, I’m not even sure which persona is actually his own, or if both personas are fake and it’s something else entirely. Regardless, it’s gag-inducing enough to have to deal with a single fugazi public persona, much less two, especially when each of them are so diametrically opposed to one another.
The disingenuous nature of it all is just the death blow to what is already a poor effort. Or as rapper IATFB would tell him: “You’re Pillsbury soft, so take down the facade and pull the mask off.“