Produced by: B.o.B
Complex says: Although Tech has got bars for days on this (he wonders why he let a stripper burn him with a cigarette ten times in the same spot), an angst-ridden B.o.B handles the hook and spits a killer verse at the end. For those disappointed with the pop-driven sound of Bobby Ray’s debut, they’ll be happy to see him blackout and take endless subliminals at Odd Future. Just like “No Future,” he doesn’t mention them by name, but there’s no doubt in our minds he’s got Tyler, The Creator in his cross-hairs as he spits the same kinda flows Eminem used to ether Benzino (seriously). This is still Tech’s album but we can’t front—B.o.B. steals the show on this one.