Songs born out of aggression tend to usually make the final cut over here. This song is no exception. I asked Aesop Rock to join me in a spiraling death plunge into rap's blackened heart and he happily agreed. This song is the aftermath of that club house agreement. Unlike any of the songs on Beaus$Eros this song abandons all good taste and musings on matters of the heart. It's a fiery fuck you to everyone and the only tone that could have been utilized in my first collaborative effort with Mr. Ian Bavitz. It only exists on this tiny disc, so grab it while they exist. "The track is just way too dope, from Loden's electro-overdrive production to Aesop Rock's spit-fire guest verse." - Prefix "With Aesop Rock on deck, the two murder this intense, bass-heavy banger with crass rhymes." - Potholes In My Blog "overflowing with wit and chutzpah" - Consequence of Sound "There is a seemingly endless supply of rappin' ass rappers, rapping their asses off about what good rappers they are, and declaring themselves unlike all these "other" guys. Busdriver and Aesop Rock though? These guys are different." - Pigeons and Planes