Toying with irony like a mindless teenager driving a car for the first time, M.I.A. tries to inject some sense into the Y.O.L.O. craze with her own pseudo-intellectual ramblings. Predictably she’s playing on the same style, and fails to recognize just how redundant she sounds stating the obvious.
Riff by Jeff Min
Jeff Min is a Chicago-based writer at SONGLYRICS. His work has appeared in the Chicago Sun-Times, Hi-Fructose, Wax Poetics, SLAM, and HOOP.