J. Cole has one thing to state. KOD, the title in the reigning king of aware rap’s fifth studio album which surprise-dropped last week, stands for considered one of 3 factors: Little ones On Drugs, King Overdose or Eliminate Our Demons. Evidently the terms are interchangeable, illustrating the ever-darkening atmosphere of anxiousness and dread enveloping The us (and especially, black The us) in a article-Trump globe. The kids aren’t alright, Cole posits, and thru pensive rhymes about habit, criminal offense, racism, greed, and violence, KOD sees him continue his legacy of contemplative, closely-layered hip-hop.

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