Bad Things - Machine Gun Kelly

MGK, child of the 90s, steals straight from music powerhouse two-hit wonder Fastball on the hook and talks about novel subjects the same old shit.  That doesn't change the fact that it's a great song for a workout mix, MGK is funny as hell and while I question the on-the-spot off-the-dome of pretty much every "freestyle" these days, his go on Westwood was punny and clever.

Take an old melody, add some beats, female hook singer not named Rhianna, insert dude rapping. Lather rinse repeat.

Look at MGK's page on Spotify, and tell me thats not a joke. Dude (who could, I'm assuming, kill me) is up there looking like a student who had to stay behind a grade at Derek Zoolander's School for Kids Who Can't Read Good and Want to do Other Things Good Too. - (then I listened to the song) this song is pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty awful. Somehow, somewhere, Drake is to blame for all of this introspective bullshit.