Many moons ago I was introduced to Acid Rap. Although it was Chance the Rapper’s second mixtape, it was the first time I heard his sing-song raps and trademark, “Igh!” adlibs. One song on that album, “Lost“, featured Noname, a fellow Chicagoan who can spit a mean sixteen all her own. She makes her talent and presence known with her content and her monotone, even-keeled flow. This girl’s got talent. (Side note: I really want this young lady to get the shine she deserves! I don’t necessarily know how to do that, but I hope that maybe someone, somewhere in a land far, far away will read this post. Gloss over my ramblings and give her a listen. And be compelled to share her music with a friend or two, or three.)
Upon hearing her on Acid Rap, I ventured out into the wild interwebs to find more of her material and found “Hold Me Up”.
Sprinkle in some lighthearted and playful lyrics in between some heartwarming melodies, and ya got yourself a four-minute hip-hop single for the soul. For whatever reason, one line stayed in my mind.
What’s cuter than a little rubber ducky swimming on my backbone in a sea of chocolate, damn near nothing, but like damn near nothing.
My mama holds me up, she loves me like I’m good enough
It wasn’t until recently, when I played the song during a long hard day (see that there Daye Jack post) that I remembered the main point of this song. Aside from being a summertime banger, it is an ode to Noname’s mom.
TL;DR Check out Noname Gypsy, she is amazing. I made ANOTHER sweatshirt and I love my mom.