Cudi also slathers his verses with a flat warble that Auto-Tune was made to salvage. Throughout, Cudi's issues could not be rendered in a more clumsy or obvious way, blowing up every slight perceived or real ('had mad jobs and I lost damn near all of them') into trials of such mythical proportions that it needs a bogus four-part 'plot' (Cudi is sad, does mushrooms, starts to get famous, is still sad) and narration from Common. 'I got some issues that nobody can see,' goes the hook to 'Soundtrack 2 My Life', and it's a boast as grandiose as you're likely to hear in 2009. The problem is how these two impulses feed off each other in all the wrong ways, with Cudi inverting the songwriting process so that a supposed pursuit of honesty is rendered predatory and manipulative. And we won't play the hipster card, since this record lives and dies by its lyrics as much as any document of spit-these-bars formalism.
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