Chance The Rapper - "Acid Rain"
Wait, Chance isn't sad, right? He's the spitting human equivalent of unrestrained jovial expression, isn't he? Well, I disagree. Chance's debut mixtape will go down as one of the greatest mixtapes ever released, and as enthusiastic and bat-shit hyper as most of these tracks are, there is an undercurrent of deep melancholy throughout the record that all bubbles up to the surface when the penultimate track, "Acid Rain" hits.
The track itself sets the mood with dark synths and a strings loop, as Chance flips, as he does so expertly, between fantastical druggy imagery and the doldrums of biting nostalgia and self-reflection. He's thinking about school, the uncertainty of his future, fucking around with his friends like all twenty-year-olds do, but it's marked, as everything seems to be, by the murder of his best friend which he witnessed not too long ago.
"My big homie died young; just turned older than him/ I seen it happen, I seen it happen, I see it always/ He still be screaming, I see his demons in empty hallways"
This is a common phenomenon when your high school is in inner-city Chicago and it's a miracle that Chance remained sensitive and impressionistic without withering underneath a shell. He comments on the violence in a seering, snarling manner that makes your toes curl.
"Sometimes the truth don't rhyme/ Sometime the lies get millions of views/ Funerals for little girls, is that appealing to you?/ From your cubicle desktop, what a beautiful view"