If a person is starved, they’ll be hungry. And to continue to eat, waste, and spill in a hungry man’s face and expect him not to seek food with ferocity is to suggest he cower in a corner and die off quietly. Well…this generation is not good with quiet. Fact is, a lot of us don’t do death well either so EXPECT a struggle for power. And EXPECT art that reflects that struggle. “Red Cups and Late Nights” is a good title that at first eases the minds of those that would reduce our existence to a clan of shallow burnouts. But to those listening, it’s a perfect platform on which to be honest about the shrouded struggle our blatant coping mechanisms fuel. We have been cheated and we are angry. We are angry and we are ACTING. And Epic the Future makes excellent use of the truth serum soapbox.
“Aye, no disrespect: BUT FUCK YA’LL.” –Late Night
The first song on Epic’s album is “Red Cup Shit”. It expresses the need to break away that’s felt generationally amongst anyone who see’s a better life–either outwardly or inwardly–and becomes motivated by that vision. Contrary to criticism, this feeling has nothing to do with trying to deny where we come from. Where we’re from is undeniable. It’s part of our make-up, our words can do NOTHING to confirm or deny our point of origin. So strike this from your list of complaints and begin to accept that those with wings will fly.
“Fuck being homesick, I’m sick of being home. Got a grinder and a Swisher, ’bout to break down and zone.” –Red Cups Shit
In “Zoning” Epic is boastful while recognizing he hasn’t reached his full potential. Bragging when you’re doing well isn’t a problem for me. If Beyonce and Kanye have taught us anything, it’s that a little well-justified ego looks GOOD on a person. It’s being so hung-up on the look that you become a shit-talk artist rather than accomplishing anything that’s a bother. This song hints at the difference between a working artist and a dreaming one. It gives anthem to the slight cockiness a hard worker has a right to feel.
“I listen to the sermons and I hear what they sayin’, but to me, church is just another form of gang bangin'” –I Need A Prayer
“I Need A Prayer” touches on one of the most beautiful realizations in human existence: you choose who you are, your purpose in life, and how you relate to the world around you. The song expresses the conflict between upbringing and the path chosen, and it illustrates the importance of this discovery. Someone who is not raised Christian can maintain a very Christian standard of living…loving their neighbors, honoring their parents, refusing to lie, cheat, or steal…does it matter if they don’t use Christian jargon? Does it matter that they never refer to themselves as a Christian? Again, Epic uses words to point out that the words don’t matter. Our actions do.
I could go into more detail about RCLN–about its layers and ambiguities–but the only thing that really tells you what you need to know about a piece of music is listening to it. There are bad bitches with big titties. There are two chains and first class flights. There are Swishers and purpose and art, craft and skill on this record. The reason our nights are late and littered with red cups is not idiocy or apathy. It’s a natural balance to the thankless hours we spend fighting the good fight: the fight with mental slavery, stagnancy, and conformity, and if Epic is the Future, it may not be so bleak.
“I keep doing shit to get they mind stuck. We aim high, at the top is where you find us.” –’98
MAKE LOVE & DO WORK,