Rating: 2.5

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.

Rating: 1.3

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

Rating: 0.5

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.

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