Dingo Johnson - I Should Be Famous (Album)

Dingo Johnson should indeed be famous & this may be the album that skyrockets him. For an artist who doesn’t necessarily take himself too too seriously, he really showed out on this album, even more so than it’s predecessor “I Rap Better”. Opening up on a strong note with “That’s My Gun”, Dingo plays on the fact that he actually doesn’t own a gun, let alone has even fired one off, I completely relate. Dingo is a madman so I think it’s great that he’s responsible enough to know better than to own one. His lyrics are his weapons & they are ridiculous as ever on this introduction but despite the hilarity, the way he pieces his words together so skillfully cannot be denied. Just cause he doesn’t take himself too serious doesn’t mean we shouldn’t. BIGBABYGUCCI’s appearance is a nice breather for anyone who can’t handle Dingo’s intensity, too bad he comes back immediately after to mollywhop you a second time.

I have never heard a vagina described as “Bubblegum” before but it’s a great metaphor for it & if you’re a little pervert like me then the imagery is ever so present. When he says “I lost my marbles when I lost all my teeth”, it got me wondering about the eating pussy til his lip is numb line. Did this man just pop out his dentures to eat her with no teeth? We barely on track two & he already has my imagination running rampant with these bars. That Chris Jericho line alone kills any rhyme I’ve ever heard talking about fucking a bitch. I personally feel he’s a master at the vivid descriptions of what he’s about to do once he gets a fine shorty in his bed. I found myself laughing my ass off even more when he mentions old girl talking about “this is my 1st time” cause goddammit, I have never met a woman who was a virgin, do they even exist, clearly not in Dingo’s experience. KHRIS P comes through to match this energy perfectly, even playing off the whole gum theme of the record. Dingo really knows how to pick his features & they always deliver their best cause they know they have to being on a record with a lyricist of this caliber.

How much fucking is this man really doing? He has to be drained at this point but I don’t know, the sex drive seems to forever be on turbo with this man on the brilliantly simplistic “Fuck Me”. I love that he’s creating music like this in a climate that warrants it, well with all the sexually provocative music that people claim plagues the culture when music like this has always been around, people are just too damn prude about it but sex is universal so, anthems like this are needed. Even the titles of some of these records got my mind going haywire, I mean “Beef Jerky” can have many connotations, from the obvious to the possible competition wanting to beef with him cause he’s such a jerk when it comes to the rhyme. He can’t help that he raps better, take notes

On “Drop Dead”, Dingo does a marvelous play on that phrase on the repeated hook, which I love, I know a lot of people who have seemed to be annoyed at the repeated chorus but in this case it works. His lust demons are taking over & it’s not like he’s fighting them off. He’s a gremlin himself, I mean c’mon, what a fucking menace to lure the girl in by being an upstanding gentleman knowing full well that he ain’t shit but hey, she’s an adult, she made a decision, I’m sure she wasn’t regretting her life choices during their session so her little Twitter ramblings are nothing short of amusement for Dingo. I’m sure if given a second opportunity, she wouldn’t hesitate hopping up in his “Backseat”.

I can’t believe we’ve gotten this far in the album without mentioning just how zany Mike’s production has been throughout this record. His production is the perfect bed for Dingo to completely spaz with his wit over & that he does, even more so on the D’Shaun assisted “Knock Knock”, a collaboration I was not expecting. Two completely different styles yet they mesh so well together. Dingo has really been pushing his pen throughout this record & I’m sure it has to do with, at least partially, him feeding off these MC’s he’s decided to link with on these records. Knowing him, the only doors he’s knocking on are from the back, this is Dingo we’re talking about, we know of his savagery. D’Shaun joins the fun to brush off past flames who may still be bitter over their short lived flings, sorry n shit!

If Dingo calls you the “Prototype”, consider it a compliment, he’s clearly appreciating how in sync you seem to be with him. It’s honestly the calmest record on an album full of madness, he’s actually in a bit of an R&B bag with this record, something I can’t say I’ve heard from Dingo, it’s a nice example of a different side of him, though he’s still being ridiculously himself throughout it, it’s just more palatable in terms of sound. Lock comes through as well to play along with the futuristic themes of this record. The ladies will surely be malfunctioning when they hear this one. Wes Denzel comes through as the final feature on the final cut of this concise yet exuberant new album. On “Porch”, which was one of the lead singles of this album, Dingo delivers that classic flow of his, with rhymes that are just bouncing so off the walls, there’s no way you can catch them all upon first listen. It was also nice to hear Dingo be able to bring out a different side of Wes I haven’t really heard from him. I’m used to a certain sound from him but again, this is Dingo & you gotta bring your best when he calls upon you. I’ll leave y’all with this note, it doesn’t matter who may have blacklisted this man, whether or not he’s famous or whatever, the fact remains that, he raps better than anyone & doesn’t even have to claim he does, he just does, debate your reflection.