
Cupcakke is one of the funniest rapper names I’ve ever heard. That aside, she’s a strong rapper out of Chicago with all the trimmings of trap music, with a refreshing EDM twist. Duck Duck Goose is actually a great trap house cut, but you would never know by listening. You’re too focused on the lyrics, which are just as pornographic as her name suggests. I’m not even interested in quoting some of them here, because my choice of any of the raunchy rhymes contained here might betray some dark fetish of mine, and we’re not here to talk about that. You might call her explicit lyrics a distraction from the music, or even tasteless filler by hip-hop lyrical standards, but how far would you get with that argument? Hip-hop has been about rebellion ever since its inception in the ’70s, and in today’s pop rap climate it’s easy to forget about that. Everything about Cupcakke’s music is in your face, including the things she chooses to rap about.
The entire album isn’t devoted to pure sexuality. In fact, she claims that she wants to make use of her time on the microphone to make a positive difference in the world. She makes this claim in the very first track (“2 Minutes,” curiously clocking in at 3:13), and supports it in the form of LGBT advocacy in “Crayons.” Aside from these two tracks, though, she seems to be content letting everyone know how much wild sex she has. This seems to fly against feminist ideals, but does it actually? As sexual as Cupcakke is, she is also incredibly powerful with her delivery and presence. Perhaps this is actually the female hip-hop icon we need.
