Aye Cue - Aquil (Album)

Name a player more great than Aye Cue & picture Katt Williams saying “don’t worry I’ll wait”. On his 4th full length effort to date, Aye is really popping his collar, just straight flexing, I wouldn’t even call it that, he’s just standing tall & proud atop his accomplishments, which only continue to grow. On the album opener, we get that recap of everything he’s accomplished thus far, from selling out shows in his hometown, as well as here in SA, meeting AJ Bray, shoutout the God cause he’s where I first caught wind of Cue, to even starting his own publishing company with Aconic Media & let’s not forget him selling out of his first comic series “Dancing With The Wolves” like it was GRISELDA merch, I barely was able to get my hands on them! Sarah P Draws is also responsible for the artwork so gotta make sure to give her a shout, she did all the artwork in the comics! But everywhere he go, he’s to be celebrated for these accomplishments, he need that whip & he definitely need that chick to compliment his stature of a status.

Cue is just kicking back & being cool in his own private VIP section in the club once he skirts up in that “Four Door” & we talking a Lambo with the suicide doors on that bitch cause when he pulls up, you bet your ass you’re gonna know who it is, may as well shut the whole spot down when the DJ spins this one. On my personal favorite of his government name titled opus here, Cue is making stern demands to all his “Shade Friends”, making sure they’re obligated to sign non disclosure agreements before interacting with him in any sort of capacity & can you blame him, looking as fly as he does, they could try to fuck him & not in the way he’d like. With “Dream Machine”, Cue is so direct with his messaging, consider it a privilege to even be in his presence & simply just walks us through what it’s like to be the boss that he so impeccably is. Sounds like quite the interesting life if you ask me.

Of course, Aye can’t not pay homage to the city that birthed many legends, himself included obviously on “In My City” & who else is doing the dirty, damp & deep to Screw? He may be as fly as they come but don’t think that gutter still ain’t in him & I just love seeing that side of him, I love when he decides to ditch the humility for a second. Here’s where the mood switches though & we get that luxurious side of him on “Screwhouse” & it’s a nice change of pace after hitting us with his finest rapping to date & even though more so subdued in terms of production & style, you’re still somehow turning up cause he just has this presence to him & it’s the same on record as it is on the mic, it’s blatantly obvious that he makes his music to perform & thoughI only caught a short set, I can attest.

It’s beautiful hearing him experiment with different sounds on “Never Be Me”, tackling Reggaeton with the Maikéru on another one of my personal favorites on this record. He doesn’t have time to deal with anybody who’s hating on him for simply being himself & he’s not gonna front like it don’t sting but he understands it’s mere jealousy, none of them could ever be him & dare they try only to fail miserably cause he’s simply one of one. But what they don’t know is that, their unwarranted animosity towards him has only further added fuel to his fire & now they’re forced to sit back & watch what they had a hand in creating. Cue no longer wishes to associate with those who aren’t striving for more, who just sit around the house all day, getting high, complaining about shit they don’t got but somehow always have money to get high, I’ve been there & it’s just not the move. To cap off this opus of his, he attempts to capture back that humility but shorty is just “player blocking” him but it’s all good cause she’ll know soon enough of the mistake she made there.