5207 Records
“EXTROVERTED”
“All Different” NEW Album
Release Date: May 1st on all Platforms
Chef Mal’s latest musical offering is an original song track titled, “Extroverted.” “Extroverted” has been produced through the label 5207 Records in February 2020 and is now accessible across all diversely inclusive reputable musical platforms.
C H E F M A L
AMERICAN RAPPER born Malachai Hilt is publicly known as Chef Mal. The Chef hat, apron, and knives are not a fancy dress costume gimmick but real tools of the trade as he is an industrious Sous Chef.
Chef Mal’s Instagram account will delight and titillate those of us who are turned on by saucily clad and deliciously accessorized nude foods.
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I have salivated wondering what type of sauce he has splashed in-between the rainbow stacks of meat and veggies he presents to the universe. It makes sense to me that a person who knows how to represent a smorgasbord of food in a visually appetising context might also take those artistic culinary skills and hone them into other moist-like arts, such as the wonderful realm of music.
SAUCE
“Extroverted” is a digitally enhanced punchy track.
It is a song that needs to be introduced and understood as being on the tail-end spectrum of ‘saucy’.
I have an inkling that knowing this, Chef Mal’s music adheres to strict regulatory requirements and sports the universally familiar Parental Advisory warning logo.
Being sensible and not wanting to ruin the lives and innocence of so many good boys and girls, ladies and gents, and other pure, virginal, celestial, ecclesial and/or other enlightened high-brow, high-society, tea and scone devouring enthusiasts, I feel it must be simply stated that the Chef is a very naughty lyricist.
I assume dear Pizazz News reader you may be curious to know just how naughty Chef Mal is, so I have taken the liberty of incorporating his lyrics in entirety in this review, compliments of and to the Chef.
For those of us familiar with Chef Mal’s previous album titled, “Welcome To My Shadowbox,” fans will be pleased to know his new single, “Extroverted,” is lyrically riskier.
Rap is a genre notoriously vexing to many regulatory authorities because it just seems to subjectively breach all those prim and proper conservatives who frame community standards.
WASPY mothers and fathers don’t want their sweet peas listening to rap for the simple reason that they fear their little ones will turn out to be dope smoking crack heads who participate in all night foolery with bad ass bitches and mother fucking hoes.
Rap could fit in with the very enlightened perennial sunning sheeples among us. If there is a Rapper who could appeal to Yoga devotees with sunny butt holes, it would be Chef Mal.
Rap has long been regarded as an explicitly expressive Art form and sometimes expressions that are explicit and direct can also be perceived as aggressive and inflexible.
And yet anger might be the correct “feel” to have for those of us who inhabit a world where we are too frightened to truthfully express our outrage at losing our political agency or just exacerbated with our dwindling human rights under a neo-liberal, money worshiping, spiritually bereft system.
Anger could be a justified and necessary emotion to express if we were to remind ourselves that we live in a world run by the privileged few who make decisions that negatively impact so many.
Rap is very concerned with the politics and struggles of power.
Politics, sex, and food make interesting and messy bedfellows in “Extroverted.”
Case in point can be located in Chef Mal’s rhymes..
Fuck this senate,
get rid of the house
Impeach this president,
an piss on his spouse
FOOD AND SEX
I’ll cum on yah back,
bitch I’m going savage
Ejaculatory/squirty participant(s) are adequately nourished with chips and guac well before they are depleted of essential vitamins and minerals necessary for their merry shenanigans.
Food is a recurring theme in the lyrics composed by Chef Mal and his song “Extroverted” is no exception.
Food brings people together and no matter what kind of savagery is hoped to occur later, food is the delightful experience in and of itself that can facilitate the gateway to earthly pleasure and satisfaction.
Our interconnected global village celebrates food as the foreplay that leads into the behemoth savagery.
I think many of us have been or are like the “savage” that the Chef raps about.
Savages that haven’t objected to happy, climatic, volcanic eruptions.
Perhaps that is why songs like “Extroverted” exist, to get the Chef to take the ‘rap’ for our own savagery which lies dormant.
Chef Mal
“Extroverted” Lyrics
East coast cold but I go where the beach go
Bitch I’m the chips I’m the guac and the pico
Flow so hot like I’m chewing on a shisto
Fucking up the rap like I entered up a cheat code
Lyrical miracle coming out cereal
You are inferior, i am imperial
Fearing on me cause my lyrics superior
Pissing me off got me breaking some mirrors
Today is a new day, tomorrow’s a new year
I put it third gear, I’m spiking my beer
I’m steering this bitch to a whole nother Tier
I just finished a tape but I’m standing right here
Where is my food oh it’s stuck in my beard
I’ve been clearing my plate for the end of the year
Am I making it clear as I’m slamming my fists
That I’m here to assert my dominance
Fuck y’all man, I’m never gonna breathe
I’m never gonna stop, I’m never gonna flee
Twenty-four hours I’ll murder your beat
With my lyrical stock of my euthanizing
Twenty-twenty vision, my Nike shoes laced
My Eyes on the prize, I’m coming first place
Welcome to a new day, I’m climbing the food chain
I’m gonna be awhile, so I brought my suitcase
(1:15)
I’m a lyrical miracle wearing ethereal
Coming out portals, while eating on Cheerios
Wearing some wings that I got off of Tyeral
Look at me now I’m so drowned in materials
Courage the cowardly dog and a Merrill
dripping so sick that I’m looking bacterial
going offensive has got me mercurial
I get you offended by all my verb-ials
(1:30)
(Wait for beat to hit)
(1:45)
Fuck this senate, get rid of the house
Impeach this president, an piss on his spouse
You thought you were safe well I’m fuckin down Tiffany
And showing her something that’s different from daddy
Yo make me the Caddy, I’ll chef up a fatty
We got to the shack an I’ll slap on yah patties
I’m coming with tacs to attack that clit
Ill cum on yah back, bitch I’m going savage
Ever since twenty one living for passion
Seven years later I picked up rapping
Yah jaws on the floor, you stepped back gasping
We doing some shit that you could not fathom
Phantom lanterns,
All bystanders
panda bandits
Share their banter
Stare blue steel
Like zoolander
Hit that fusion
Use my mana
(2:15)
The way that I’m rapping right now, dormant
Fuck your guns I play with swords and
I’m coming through your front door like a Mormon
You’re gonna need to call your reinforcements
The way that I’m rapping right now, saucy
It’s got me feeling way to cocky
Feeling so boss so bring your army
There’s no way you will disarm me
As I practice my lines, I can see my breath
My flow so cold that I’m trippin up death
Are you ready to rap, are you ready to flow
These sixteen bars were all broke down by fours
If you closing the door then I’m nailing it shut
Don’t come looking when you know I’m the clutch
Call me the zest, I’m spitting with zing
I’m Turning it up on my tongue a twisting
Si se puede, escucha me digo
Como se dice, oh a mijo
Chef Mal’s Music
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