Amos Barshad calls it “a step in the wrong direction,” but I fail to see how any song with lines about Jeremy Shockey (“I’m still a Giant/y’all Jeremy Shockey”), McLovin, and A-Rod (“They my material girls/give’em A-Rod money!”) is worse than 98 percent of radio rap. Do you know how many times I heard “Kiss Me Thru The Phone” this weekend?
