Skylar Grey’s Pussy Releases Trashy New Single, “C’mon Let Me Ride”
That slutty new Skylar Grey single we were all talking about last month is now out, and it’s a hot ass mess. I just can’t decide yet if it’s a so-bad-it’s-good kinda thing, of it’s just plain bad. Perhaps I’m too distracted by the cover art of Skylar with a bicycle seat wedged up her vagina to assess the actual music?
The warped production, courtesy of serial sampler J.R. Rotem, sounds like Skylar’s old Alex Da Kid beats after they’ve been chopped, screwed, and drenched in semen and synths. Eminem pops up twice, reciting the chorus to the Queen classic “Bicycle”, before rapping about his dick dragging on the ground — which is still much better than when he rapped about the “butt police” on Rihanna’s Unapologetic. But Slim Shady isn’t the only one who’s fallen off on the lyrical front lately — Skylar’s once sharp and emotive lyrics have taken a severe nosedive since the days of “Love the Way You Lie”, with the struggling songstress now dropping clunkers like, “C’mon let me ride your bicycle, it’s so fantistical, on your bicycle”, and, “If you get a bee sting, I can suck out all the poison [slurp]“.
What kind of fuckery is this?
Skylar’s tried to bill “C’mon Let Me Ride” as a satirical jab at oversexed pop music, but the fact is that she was flopping harder than Lotus and Basic Instinct combined, and was left with no choice other than to whip out her “feminine charms” or face a life of behind the counter of McDonalds, right next to Melanie Amaro. And the worst part of it all, is that I actually like this. I want to sit on a chainsaw as punishment for succumbing to Skylar’s porno-pop makeover, but “…Ride” is such a skeezy off-the-wall trainwreck of a song that it somehow works in the most hideous way possible.
Ugh.
