(Guardian, 2014) Prada Mane took the grievous emotionalism of Little Pain, Yung Lean, Lil Ugly Mane et al to the nth degree on debut project, Blue Prada. And the title track was some kind of apotheosis. Over a detailed dirge (slow-motion explosions, Satie-esque piano) courtesy of producer Yung Gud, Mane moans about “getting rejected” and lists some of the possible reasons why: “Raps not good enough/ voice not good enough/ my face not good enough.” With said visage metaphorically upturned towards the heavens, he asks: “What’s wrong with me?” Then again, this time a (sung) howl of pain: “What’s wrong with me?” He spends the rest of the track “crying awake”, wondering “how can I sleep?” with “so many tears on my cheek”

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