Wifisfuneral | ‘ 4 Month Binge Before Revenge’
Transparency is at the core of Wifisfuneral ‘s bars in 4 Month Binge Before Revenge.
Channeling into dark trap soundscapes with various hip-hop and video game elements, the Florida-based MC goes in-depth about what’s been weighing heavily on his heart. Similarly, his relationship with certain vices can be heard on tracks like “Hero 2 Zero / Zero 2 Hero,” “333,” and “Deadwalk.” Every so often, the Wya? hitmaker elaborates on the price of fame and his childhood.
“Me and my momma bagging clothes, ain’t got no fucking place/Used to play them cops and robbers, now I run from jakes,” he raps via “Deadwalk.”
Since it clocks in at nearly 25 minutes, 4 Month Binge Before Revenge is an easy listen. The records range from 1 to 2 minutes, making it more susceptible for fans to digest Wifi’s hard-hitting rhymes.
Wifisfuneral intensely self-medicated and recorded this album from January to April earlier this year. In this four-month period he indulged in all of his worst vices.
He says about his newest effort,
“I went down a hole and self-medicated, which allowed me to get vulnerable and express my true feelings. You’ll hear a lot of it on this project. When I’m under the influence, it’s easier to let my subconscious flow. It’s raw, it gets me out of my head.”
4 Month Binge Before Revenge can also be an emotional crutch for those combatting drug addiction. Voicing how most drug habits snowball and the feelings that come with it, Wifisfuneral raps in “333,”
“I’m off this pill for regret/I’m off this pill for neglect/When my eyes close I die slow/Pry it open, do or die.”
Wifi also spits,
“Percocet all in my flesh keep me content/Can’t feel this pain off this pill, can’t over-step.”
Fully structured with concrete rhyme schemes, Wifisfuneral opens up about turning to vices to cope and other life-altering events in “333.”
Venting over a piano-led boom-bap beat, the “Non Relatable” artist first talks about fighting darkness with light. Afterward, he describes an association that changed like the seasons.
“I know can’t fold cause I’m God chosen,” he raps in a narrow cadence. “Let’s switch my life in this bitch/Since you want this shit, acting like its so formal/Imagine poppin’ three pills a day just to feel normal/Imagine people blow out your brains and claim they adore you.”
Following this, Wifi details the pressures of being famous. Because he’s in the limelight, there is no room for screw-ups.
He raps, “See this my life in hell, and I don’t wish on wishing wells/But listen, miss, I do intel, them expectations make me frail.“
Before getting into the second verse, he explains how this medicine makes him feel, saying
“And now these perkies got my eyes bleedin’, lookin like that I’m fiendin’/She said that she hate it when I’m high, shit, I see it/By the time I’m slurrin’ on my words, shit, I’m not breathing/I been sleepin in cold sweats, regret, and dry-heaving.”
The second verse expands on how Wifi feels off his medicine of choice. He also speaks in what seems an understanding about why addicts have difficulty coping without their poison.
“I’m a demon in the flesh, its the truth, I must confess/So when I tweak I’m at my best,” he raps.
Additionally, Wifisfuneral spits:
“Can’t quit these drugs, it is what it is but, I think its sad we ended up here/And if you can save me, do it quick, cause I think I need that shit, no kidding/My mind [?] that’s since my youth/And I want voices out my head, they quick to kill me in the room/And I feel like I’m crazy, blank staring at white walls.”
Wifisfuneral self-produced 60% of this project, with the other 40% being produced by his frequent collaborators Sega, Benda, and Hoku.