That’s like, one of my favorite songs I’ve heard in a lot of years man. That’s real shit. Just based off the words, it’s like, “Damn.” It’s simple thought. It’s a simple emotion, but he just pinpointed so many specific things. Like, when he says, “A tornado flew around my room before you came/Excuse the mess it made/It usually doesn’t rain in Southern California,” I remember bringing girls back to my messy room like, “Damn, my bad about this shit.” [Laughs.] That’s real shit. That’s life. To get those emotions through music is life to me. That’s life to me. That’s what real is to me. →
Drake, bending over backwards to profess his love for Frank Ocean’s “Thinking About You,” in contention for my favorite song of the year, and handily Frank Ocean’s best track, or if not, at least the one which exhibits what he does so well (the runner-up to which would be, for me, all two minutes of “Acura Integurl,” both of which as newer, non-mixtape/album tracks serve as more than sufficient evidence that his work is only getting better, a pretty exciting prospect).
