I still donâ€™t know quite what to think of Nicki Minaj. Her guest verses on songs like Kanye Westâ€™s â€œMonsterâ€ and Drakeâ€™s â€œMake Me Proudâ€ are fantastic. Her first solo LP, Pink Friday, was a mostly forgettable, meandering, mediocre collection of songs, none of which lived up to the potential displayed on her guest verses.
Nicki Minajâ€™s second LP, Pink Friday… Roman Reloaded, is almost evenly divided into two EPs. The first thirty minutes of the album consists of Minaj rapping in a variety of accents about a variety of genitalia. The second half of Roman Reloaded is a bubblegum, sweet as sugar, bland as bread collection of pop songs.
The part of the rapperâ€™s album that is actually rap is great. Songs like â€œCome on a Cone,â€ which features a magical five seconds of Minaj singing â€œPut my dick in your face,â€ are the redeeming gems of the album. The following track, â€œI Am Your Leaderâ€ features a chorus in which Minaj tells us to â€œsuck a big dick.â€ This kind of lyrical tomfoolery is what made Nicki Minaj interesting in the first place.
There arenâ€™t such nice things to say about the second half of Roman Reloaded though. Songs like â€œStarships,â€ which begins with the lyric â€œLetâ€™s go to the Beach,â€ almost feel like some sort of cringe-inducing satire. Then are the tracks that canâ€™t even be ironically enjoyed, like the indescribable failure, â€œMarilyn Monroe.â€
Nicki Minaj should stick to what she knows, or at least devote most of her attention to it.