Return of the Martian.
B.o.B’s most recent Album Ether just dropped, and early introductions are appearing to be certain. On the collection’s second track, Bobby Ray connects up with the Martian himself Lil Wayne for the extraterrestrial themed cut “E.T.” Over some suitably spacey creation, B.o.B and Wayne exchange some blockhead verses. B.o.B appears restored on this one, directing an appreciated mix of repressed disappointment and resuscitated innovativeness.
The genuine highlight here, be that as it may, is an arrival to-shape verse from Wayne. Gone is the autotune that has saturated his current elements, and Tunechi comes through with a portion of the great wit and stream that collected him praise in any case.
Goodness my god, it’s the Martian
Stuntin’ in them Son of Mars Jordans
It must be the shoes, the stars in the sky won’t begin them
A long way from the standard, bitch I’m Norman Bates clumsy
In any case, nothing’s implausible when an underdog’s barkin’
Be that as it may, they could get checked on the off chance that I don’t sign my goons fashion it
I don’t telephone home, I telephone homies
– Lil Wayne