Messrs West and Carter have gifted us with another piece of the G.O.O.D. Music puzzle by releasing ‘Clique‘, a cornerstone track from the collective’s imminent album that not only sees music’s favourite BFF bromance return to the kind of holier-than-thou levels of braggadocio that resulted in some of the last year’s ego-driven musical highlights, but also sees Kanye and Jay-Z slide on over to make a little room – or a lot of room: just how big is he? – for Big Sean in the titular G.O.O.D. clique; a group which I imagine would be exactly like a really ‘baller’ version of The Plastics.
Capitalising on the kind of momentum afforded to them by having the floating head of Barack Obama make an appearance at Jay-Z’s ‘Made In America‘ festival earlier this week, the trio launch straight into a comparably modest verse from Big Sean, before Jay and Ye effectively sideline him with lines like “Your money too short, you can’t be talking to me,” and “Translation: I’m the shit” from the former; with a surprising show of self-awareness in “Ate breakfast at Gucci/my girl a superstar all from a home movie” and “Deep depression when my mama passed, suicide what kind of talk is that?” from the latter.
I don’t know what kind of talk that is, but if you take his word for it God are Kanye are on speaking terms now. It’s probably not a big deal. Self-professed prophet status aside, it’s G.O.O.D. to have them back.