Let’s talk about Ice prince for a short time, two hundred words I promise you. Everyone has heard enough and so I promise to be gnomic. I don’t like that at a time when Nasty C is putting South Africa’s rap music on the map, bodying rappers left to right and center, even Cassper Nyovest his forerunner seems to have run for cover, and then Ice Prince drops this piece of pedantic garbage he calls an album, Jos to the world? More like Jos to the Trashcan. This is not a good look for us, and by us, I mean Nigerian rap, or isn’t Ice Prince a rapper? The only rap I heard was Trillions featuring running mate Phyno and the bars Ice Prince laid had no structure. This is not in any way encouraging for underground rappers searching for inspiration if Ice prince is rap inspiring then inspiration is dead. Not at a time when an artist like Sute is making Nigerian rap music proud, not at a time when BoogeyThat put out a rap mixtape making tidal waves, not at a time when we have Paybac, Dusten Truce, Jamal Swiss, King Jamal, Damon Grass, Triq, SaveMilli or Dino Militant. No, I reject this, this, whatever it is called, this prequel of Trashcan.
