I don’t believe in perfect songs, but I do believe in competition.
Some songs are better than others.
And that’s okay.
Travis Scott is often accused of “meaningless lyrics” and no sense of vocal value by himself. Which I sorta get… I wouldn’t necessarily say he’s a “down to Earth,” poetic rapper. But at this point, he’s on another planet.
This is it.
Now, if you don’t know what song this is, now’s a fantastic time to try it. I bet you won’t hear shit. Then come back and see me.
Right away, 5% sounds like a dark spiral entrance into circus chaos.
Kinda like the cover might suggest:
Who’s that creepin’ through my window?
‘Fore you come outside, I got the info
The thing that makes up great lyrics are captivating ones. To hear words / phrases that actually cause a reaction or an association is what anyone really looks for. Ironically, you have to say things “explicitly” to make sense sometimes.
Travis, he plays off extreme attitude and brief, compact wording. He finds you with weirdly relatable bites (e.g. I got the info) then speeds it up and takes you to a place where he seemingly pole vaults over a fiery volcano as he let’s out the horrific, echoing:
I’m only 5% into 5% and I see all this. This kinda stuff comes to mind.
And if you don’t see it that way, we probably just don’t agree on music.
Which is okay.
But now would be the time for you to leave.
THIS IS IT!
ALL THAT FALL IN LOVE SHIT, GOT A KEVIN HART
ALL THAT SPEED AND FLASH SHIT, WE MIGHT TELE-PART
KEEP BOUNCING THAT ASS YOU JUST MIGHT GET A WARD/T
I PICK THROUGH THE FAMILY, GRAB THE BAD SISTER LIKE JANET. OPPS OUTSIDE DON’T PANIC. GOTTA SWITCH, GOTTA CHANGE UP TRANSIT. STILL JUMP AROUND MOVE ANTSY. AND I STILL DON’T LIKE SHIT FANCY. UP LATE, FEELIN’ REAL CHANCEY, OUTSIDE REALLY TRYNA END ME… YEA.
Okay, I’ll calm down.
I just like the wordplay.
The production on 5% TINT is just as intriguing. It’s really bass-heavy in the beginning, so yes, it turns a lot of people away. But, if you stick around long enough, you’ll feel the intricate drum patterns and the legendary piano taps in the back.
It’s hard to hear, I know.
Travis is an incredible translator of emotion — not with clever wording, rather wording that moves you with stance or spite.
If you actually get past all the crazy (but enticing) things dude’s saying, you’d actually see where he shines most.
From 2:00 to about 2:34 (song is barely 3 mins) the whole thing splits apart like the titanic. Don’t listen to the lyrics, you won’t hear what I’m talking about. It’s in the background, under your ear.
I’ll call it the “Atmosphere Effect.”
Now you’re left with melodic humming and sweet vocals. It’s like riding an eagle through a waterfall and disolving into thin air. You drift into white-nothingness. Angels try to save you. It’s like the last scene of This is the End. You die, but you like it…
Funny it’s called 5% TINT.
You probably don’t see any of this.