“With "I'm on One" standing as 2011's preeminent summer jam, it's clear rappers are getting more fucked up than ever. But in the midst of the morbid reflection, hangovers, and mirthless clubbing, who's willing to revive the heyday of Eminem or Redman, guys as addicted to punchlines as narcotics who rapped about indefensible hedonism with the irresistible and almost innocent charm of that kid your p”
