I memed too hard and became depressed. Still don't regret a thing.
I'm sure you kids all know what a meme is. If you don't, then I'm not going to explain it to you. The definition is harder to understand than the word is. So, yeah, kids these days are all about the memes. What's this got to do with music?
To put it simply, memes have impacted the popular world of music for a few years now. Songs like Gangnam Style, Harlem Shake, and The Fox (What Does the Fox Say?) that wouldn't have been popular otherwise managed to be successes as a result of the power of memes. Heck, our last number one, Black Beatles, got big as a result of the Mannequin Challenge, a (say it with me) meme. It looks like we've got another one right here.
This is Bad and Boujee, a collaboration between Lawrenceville-based rap group Migos (consisting of cousins Offset, Quavo and Takeoff) and Philadelpha-based rapper Lil Uzi Vert. The production is handled by Metro Boomin (aka Young Metro), a producer and DJ from St. Louis who is best known for having produced various successful rap songs since 2014, including Low Life, Wicked (both by Future, though the first has a chorus by The Weeknd), Father Stretch My Hands pt. 1 (Kanye West ft. Kid Cudi and Kelly Price), and Jumpman (collaboration between Drake and the aforementioned Future). This is a fairly popular song on the Internet right now, with various memes being made off of it. Thanks to these, plus the already-monstrous streaming and sales, this thing managed to top the Billboard Hot 100... you know why I'm here. Let's talk about this.
You can't expect a lot in the lyrics department with trap music. It's all about sex, drugs, and materialistic possessions. These guys are totally happy to be rich and are gonna flaunt it. This is expressed well in the title, Bad and Boujee. The word "Boujee" is a shortening of "bourgeois," which symbolizes the materialistic concerns and lifestyles of these rappers and the many women they know. It's been done before, and it ain't gonna stop anytime soon.
Okay, I'd like to admit something. I'm definitely not the right person to be reviewing this. I have no idea what most of these lyrics mean, I need Genius to understand most of these. There are various references to very specific varieties of drugs and cars, and the song is very-deeply rooted in the trap culture of the southern United States. Honestly, maybe someone who's a member of that scene would appreciate this song a lot more than I would. Then again, they may think it's a very lousy interpretation. Who knows?
Let's talk about my mortal enemy, Metro Boomin. Sometimes he's Young Metro. Sometimes he's just Metro. Either way, he's the producer of this thing. I like to blame this guy for all of my problems, mostly because, well, he hasn't done a whole lot of good work. He's produced some of the most drab, depressing, yet painfully catchy beats I think I've ever heard. Despite this catchiness, the beat still isn't very good. The low, plodding piano with some sort of bell-like sound do not go well together, and not even the drum is enough to save it.
So yeah, I really don't care for this song. It's not bad, per se, but it's definitely not good. It's... mediocre. Below average. It's a song that deserves to be forgotten in five years. That's likely what's going to happen, at least.
SCORE: 4.5/10
You can't expect a lot in the lyrics department with trap music. It's all about sex, drugs, and materialistic possessions. These guys are totally happy to be rich and are gonna flaunt it. This is expressed well in the title, Bad and Boujee. The word "Boujee" is a shortening of "bourgeois," which symbolizes the materialistic concerns and lifestyles of these rappers and the many women they know. It's been done before, and it ain't gonna stop anytime soon.
Okay, I'd like to admit something. I'm definitely not the right person to be reviewing this. I have no idea what most of these lyrics mean, I need Genius to understand most of these. There are various references to very specific varieties of drugs and cars, and the song is very-deeply rooted in the trap culture of the southern United States. Honestly, maybe someone who's a member of that scene would appreciate this song a lot more than I would. Then again, they may think it's a very lousy interpretation. Who knows?
Let's talk about my mortal enemy, Metro Boomin. Sometimes he's Young Metro. Sometimes he's just Metro. Either way, he's the producer of this thing. I like to blame this guy for all of my problems, mostly because, well, he hasn't done a whole lot of good work. He's produced some of the most drab, depressing, yet painfully catchy beats I think I've ever heard. Despite this catchiness, the beat still isn't very good. The low, plodding piano with some sort of bell-like sound do not go well together, and not even the drum is enough to save it.
So yeah, I really don't care for this song. It's not bad, per se, but it's definitely not good. It's... mediocre. Below average. It's a song that deserves to be forgotten in five years. That's likely what's going to happen, at least.
SCORE: 4.5/10
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