i've been A1 since day one, you niggas boo boo - hood politics
to pimp a butterfly is a hearty selection of cold cuts slapped with a generous helping of a groovy marinade cooked medium well, served on a black platter with a side of black eyed peas (for the soul). it's a dish best served, no modifier needed. from the appetizing beginning to the dessert prepared by 2pac himself, there's no way you could leave feeling like you were under fed. you might even feel bloated, almost sick to your stomach due to how rich it was and how quickly you devoured it. every punchline and bassline alike more delectable than the last. the garnish at the end of each track only prepared you for the next dish, fork and knife at attention ready to consume. it's effortless.
conventionally speaking, there's a lot to take in with this album, and it's up to you how you want to experience it. it is lyrically intriguing; there are times where you will laugh, wince, and feel inspired. it is musically rewarding; there's just something about the compositions that feel right at home but conversely from some far away planet, only accessible via mothership. certain things may click from the jump, others might kick in at halftime. it's all about who you are and what you've experienced combined with how you choose to experience the butterfly.
top 3 + bottom none: hood politics, alright, king kunta
