Lucid.

[Certain]

Verses such as this one are difficult to critique. This was OK. It never blew my mind, but it functioned as braggadocio well enough to hold my attention. This is the section I liked most, by far:

Little extravagant fiddilin' with my cash purse. Silk pillows slick as my black shirt. Pistol blasts in spurts.

The reason that stood out was for the more specific type of bragging. In that moment, it reminded me a little of Action Bronson's good work. Some of this was vile just to be vile, and I didn't like that as much.