Kanye West returns: "Power" f. Dwele [mp3]

Ego is a helluva drug. Kanye back from a overdose like leprechaun, though. Second time's a charm? Over a triumphant S1 co-production (Strange Fruit Project, Erykah Badu, Ghostface) that appropriately samples King Crimson's "21st Century Schizoid Man", and with an assist from Dwele, he raps,

"The system broke and the school’s closed/ The prison’s open/ We ain’t got nothing to lose motherfucker we rollin’/ Motherfucker we rollin’ with some light skin girls and some Kelly Rowlands/ In this white man world, we the ones chosen/ So goodnight cruel world, I’ll see you in the morning/ I’ll see you in the morning,/ This is way too much, I need a moment/ No one man should have all that power/ The clock is ticking I just count the hours/ Stop tripping, I’m tripping off the power/ Until then, fuck that, the world’s ours"

But don't think he's turning his back on the power of his ego any time soon. He continues,

"I embody every characteristic of the egotistic/ He knows, he’s so, fucking gifted/ I just needed time alone with my own thoughts/ Got treasures in my mind but couldn’t open up my own vault/ My child-like creativity, purity and honesty is honestly being crowded by these grown thoughts/ Reality is catching up with me/ Taking my inner-child, I’m fighting for custody/ With these responsibilities that they entrust in me/ As I look down at my dying man that they crushed to piece

"Cold powers/ Austin Powers/ Lost in translation with a whole fucking nation/ They say I was the abomination of Obama’s nation/ Well that’s a really bad way to start the conversation/ At the end of the day, Goddamnit I’m killing this shit/ I know damn well y’all feeling this shit/ ... How ‘Ye doing? I’m survivin’/ I was drinking earlier, now I’m driving"

Perhaps he'll cultivate a healthier one this time around though. The song concludes,

"Now this would be a beautiful death/ (Dwele: I’m jumping out the window, I’m letting everything go/ Letting everything go)/ Now this would be a beautiful death/ (I’m jumping out the window, I’m letting everything go)/ Now this would be a beautiful death/ (Jumping out the window, letting everything go/ Letting everything go)/ You got the power to let power go?"

Antics aside, musically Kanye has solidified his position in the imagination and memories of at least two generations of young, colored Americans with at least three albums in or near the classic category. Fresh off his winter of discontent, he brings musings (and hopefully lessons to pass on) on power, and power trippin.