Grant Lester '23
It's 11:55pm on Thursday, April 28. For the last two hours, I have been rigorously preparing for an in-class Spanish essay. I set my alarm for 7:15 a.m and go to bed, but for some reason, I just can't fall asleep. Five minutes go by. Ten minutes. Fifteen minutes. I still can't fall asleep. Something's bothering me, but I don't know what.
And then I finally realize. Future is dropping tonight! "Listening to this album right now would be so stupid. Go to sleep," I think. But I just can't. Not with this adrenaline pumping. "Just listen to a few songs and then go to bed," I think. I grab my headphones and see the "Mo's Powerbeats Pros" icon come up on my phone. I click connect, open Spotify, click on 712PM (the first song of the album), and prepare for what I think is going to be a pretty good album.
I was wrong.
"Good" is not the right word to describe Future’s I NEVER LIKED YOU. "Great" doesn't come close to portraying this piece of art. "I only have to pay $9.99 for Spotify? That can't be right,” I'm thinking by the time I get to the second song.
A Gunna, Kanye, and Young Thug feature in the first four songs of an album should be illegal. It's just overwhelming. The human body does not have the capabilities to absorb the music from four of rap's greatest artists in the span of 6 minutes and 54 seconds. It's just not possible.
My immense joy becomes immenser when I listen to the fifth song of the album: PUFFIN ON ZOOTIEZ is the song of the year. No other song comes close.
It's 12:30 a.m. At this point, I should probably just go to bed. But I can't. I NEVER LIKED YOU is too good.
The next few songs are pretty average for Future — 9 out of 10s or 9.5s. That's until I get to "I'M ON ONE." Wow. Just wow. I take back what I said before. "I'M ON ONE" is the song of the year.
It's 1:00 am now and I'm tired. Very tired. Half asleep. I feel that none of these songs have truly resonated with me. They are all amazing songs, but I still haven't been able to relate to any of them on a personal level. That is, until "WORST DAY." The opening line, "Valentine's is the worst day," hits the spot. Future, I could not agree more. For so many reasons. So, so many reasons.
After a mediocre final song, I plug my phone in to charge and I go to bed. At school the next day, during the Spanish essay, I jokingly ask Ms. Rivera, "Can we listen to music with headphones?" To my surprise, she says, "Yes." I immediately get my headphones out of my bag, see the "Mo's Solo 3's" come up on my phone, and turn on "PUFFIN ON ZOOTIEZ." I wrote the best essay of my life in that class. I received a 97%, bringing my Spanish grade up to a 71.25%. Thank you, Future. You saved my grade.
Future truly is the future of this world. I simply do not know what I'd do without him. Would I have crashed my car if “CHICKENS” wasn’t blasting? What would I have received on that Spanish essay without "PUFFIN ON ZOOTIEZ" on full volume? Would I have failed my final rep of bench press if "KEEP IT BURNIN" wasn't playing in the weight room? Thanks to Future, I will never know the answers to these questions.
Future, you saved my life and my Spanish grade. Keep doing God's work.