Now, It’s Almost Dry comes into the frame like a lost brother, a sight for the sore eyes of coke rap. The powder white and black denim fits become a staple piece for It’s Almost Dry as Pusha T has exclusive producers Chad Hugo, Ye, and Pharrell Williams to make a conquest for sonic here.
The legacy not only starts there but begins with “Brambleton” which exclusively marks a line in the snow for Pusha T. It’s almost soft in the delivery and approach, a much different feeling than how Daytona stepped into the frame. The personality behind “Brambleton” is intimate and personal, but also has a sense of accomplishment in the writing.
In lines that describe, “You would pay sixteen, I would pay eighteen. When I paid twenty-two, still was a great thing. Laid up counting’ a million, we daydream. Till the plug took back his half, that’s they change. Who was with you roaming the halls at night pacing?” As the track progresses, Pusha T becomes more aggressive in his styling.
He furthers on describing, “Sliding doors just like the van on A-Team, revolving doors on them whores, they playthings. It was much more than foreign that we were racing, if the past catch your dash, no erasing. Black Rari, white hood, make it a race thing.”
The second track “Let The Smokers Shine The Coups” is actually one of the better choices of production from It’s Almost Dry. The drums on this track quickly make for an arena anthem where Pusha T is the powerhouse of writing that underneath, appears as a street light for others to marvel at.
Calmingly describing, “If money is the evil root, let the smokers shine the coupes. Rich bitches that love the boost, I’m just here to find the truth.” The 808s ramp to become uglier and uglier as the track marches on. Pusha T continues on, “If kilograms is the groove, I done sold the golden goose. I got ‘em, baby, I’m Jim Perdue, Cocaine’s Dr. Seuss.”
Easily one of the personal standouts for It’s Almost Dry, the production from Williams and Ojivolta becomes a rugged jumpstart that intermixes some graceful piano interludes within the track as Ye’s laughs can play the track out.
Instead of a speed race through Virginia Beach, “Call My Bluff” is instead a lumbering giant through these skeletal percussion and synth combinations. Where It’s Almost Dry is sometimes complicated in production, “Call My Bluff” makes a mark for just how simple and approachable it is.
The complexity instead makes its face through the rhyming where Pusha T is less than aggressive but instead becomes intimidating from this wealth of knowledge he illustrates. In one of the better lines in It’s Almost Dry, Pusha T illustrates, “We only in this sport to be LeBrons, when you used to platinum, that gold be bronze. Your favorite rapper’s dressing like Comic Con. These necklaces is different from charm to charm, buried drug money from lawn to lawn.”
Instead of becoming a godly apparition, Pusha T seems stamped into the pavement and is one call away from the audience here. Approachable, but shaken with a long arm; It’s Almost Dry is a call for the summer and a highlight for 2022.