Seems like Metro trusts everybody, the joke has gone, since this album with Big Sean became a reality. Since the still young Atlanta producer became one of, if not the, in demand beatsmiths in hip hop, he's understandably been cranking out projects. Unlike many of his peers and forefathers, he hasn't been relegated to the background with a few hits scattered per album, but rather has helped put the aged tradition of giving a producer a co-credit for a project somewhat back in vogue.
Too much going out and not enough going in.
It's funny to think that "Control," still a shining example of Kendrick Lamar's exemplary rhyming abilities, pretty much cemented Big Sean's rap game identity; that is, that he's just about always the worst part of his own songs. On that particular song, everything lined up well: No I.D. produced, Jay Electronica and Kendrick Lamar featured on the track, and the motivation-- 'a braggadocious [sic] attempt to revitalize … competitive spirit'-- was enough for Sean to at least try and flex a lyrical muscle or 2.
Big Sean is the Nickelback of rap. His music is earnest but predictable; he is critically reviled but puts up No. 1 albums. There are as many people who hail his appearance on Jimmy Kimmel's Mean Tweets sketch as there are who think he's got real bars. Earlier this year, Sean released I Decided ….
Back in February, Big Sean followed up on his career-solidifying opus, 2015’s Dark Sky Paradise, with the commendable I Decided. Despite its redeeming qualities (like scoring the first Eminem internet-breaking moment of 2017 and Sean showing us some great “Moves”), it wasn’t the boost his résumé needed to fully convince his critics and casual fans he deserved to be in the same conversation as you-know-who and the other guy. But survey says a 10-month lapse might as well be an eternity without new music.