Israel Daramola

In which I base all of my opinions of the new Wiz Khalifa album, O.N.I.F.C., on the album cover.

Man, what happened to this guy. He used to be like the guy in class who’ll crack jokes and then maybe sell you some weed afterwards. Now he’s just become… well, this. I mean I get it, he wants to be hip-hop’s Jimi Hendrix, but I think he might be trying to hard. The album–I assume–isn’t terrible or anything, I’m sure it’s not great either. It’s been a long time since those Kush And Orange Juice days and now that Wiz is the biggest thing since sliced bread, we’ll all have to get used to the man he is now. Change may be scary but it’s inevitable; it’s pretty selfish of us to expect the artists we love to always do the same thing (especially since we’ll always say it wasn’t as good as the first one). So while I may not be on the plane with Khalifa–and his Cruella De Ville coat–any longer, I still say do your thing brah. Oh and that “Remember You” song with the Weeknd is pretty good.