Since Big Pop passed, hip-hop has been thirsting for another papa bear type figure. Rick Ross tries to pickup where Life After Death left off, and for the most part does it to convincing effect. On “Diced Pineapples” he croons only as he knows how: with his money and power.
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.