Space and distance is $ilkMoney’s forte that can push his production to a more adaptable and distinguishable level. Rather than creating overly complex beats to back his already complex narration, G.T.F.O.M.D: There’s Not Enough Room For All You Motha Fuckas To Be On It Like This instead feels more like a bad psychedelic trip where the mind shifts through melting walls and ethereal pursuit on the listener. With the first track “Reborn,” $ilkMoney enacts this harsh frequency of sampled strides and channel switches of an old television. These samples in question then set the tone as the final one describes right before the beat drops, “Silk, don’t be a pussy” as the voice quickly changes to sternly quake, “Better watch your fucking… mouth.”
As the first introduction to $ilkMoney, the production that he rides in front of is filled with static and this nostalgic set of percussion that begins with more classic rock sound than any hip-hop. But G.T.F.O.M.D: There’s Not Enough Room For All You Motha Fuckas To Be On It Like This is the most unconventional hip-hop conglomerate that could ever establish from an unconventional artist. The following display, “My Dick Too Small” is a wide-toothed grin with verses that illustrate, “Get the fuck off my dick nigga, I only got enough room left for your bitch to get a sliver.” The entire record is blitzing at points, but more of a comical display with one-liners and rhymes that create more smiles than any hurt.
Throughout G.T.F.O.M.D: There’s Not Enough Room For All You Motha Fuckas To Be On It Like This, $ilkMoney becomes more and more unreliable as a narrator however as his psyche begins to crack. The way that he opens the record and then ends is like watching a tragic hero that moves from the broken spotlight to the shattered screen. In any case, G.T.F.O.M.D: There’s Not Enough Room For All You Motha Fuckas To Be On It Like This is an expansion in this saga of cosmic hell that gets more and more entertaining as time marches on.