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вЂњHeMotionsвЂќ spins out when Juice says вЂњIвЂ™m back on my bullshit - devil emoji.вЂќ вЂњSyphilisвЂќ hits a speed bump on вЂњI can change anything, got them Obama eyes.вЂќ вЂњFeelingвЂќ is a rocky sequence of shaky lines: вЂњDo it by my VLONE.вЂќ вЂњMomma told me I gotta stay focused / Told her I am not a Ford Focus.вЂќ вЂњBoys, ainвЂ™t no вЂIвЂ™ in team but itвЂ™s an вЂM-EвЂ™ in team / I meant itвЂ™s a вЂmeвЂ™ in team / I know I just fucked up, but bitch, IвЂ™m still the freestyle king.вЂќ Freestyle kings are allowed to make mistakes and visit each otherвЂ™s vocal tics, and Juice brings a lot to the table in spite of the feeling that heвЂ™s still finding his footing carrying polished studio full lengths on his own. There are too many rehashed flourishes - вЂњMazeвЂќ is like microwaved leftovers of вЂњLucid DreamsвЂќ - and too many ill-conceived lines. The upper register notes in вЂњRiderвЂќ sound like Swae Lee. вЂњBigвЂќ blends quick phrasing and Auto-Tune just like Travis Scott. The influence of genre hybridizers like Post Malone and Lil Uzi Vert is palpable. But it seems like sometimes what he wants is just to coast.Д«ut at 22 tracks in 72 minutes, Death Race gives Juice WRLD too many opportunities to fall back on his worst creative tendencies. When he wants to, Juice WRLD has depth, range, and versatility. вЂњSyphilisвЂќ revisits the drill rap sounds popularized by his home state, then вЂњWho Shot Cupid?вЂќ locates the ideal mix of moody acoustic guitars and thumping low end. вЂњ10 FeetвЂќ sells smart lines and intricate rhyme patterns that revisit the rapperвЂ™s days as the SoundCloud freestyle artist JuicetheKidd. вЂњFastвЂќ is a crushing word about feeling like youвЂ™re losing control of your lifeвЂ™s trajectory. The execution lives and dies on JuiceвЂ™s ability to emote. The character Juice plays is that of a druggie on the verge of collapse, wandering through a wasteland on substances as he tries to find someone to end his spiral before it ends him. The world these records depict is forbidding. Recognizable pieces of the past have been stripped for parts and reused in ways that the creators might not have intended, like Mad Max. вЂњMake BelieveвЂќ flips PharcydeвЂ™s вЂњRunninвЂ™.вЂќ вЂњFastвЂќ sounds like a trap producerвЂ™s take on Dave Matthews BandвЂ™s вЂњCrash Into Me.вЂќ Pop-punk songs jump out in the middle.Дeath Race sounds a lot like what we imagine a dystopian future would look like. The beats experiment with familiar sounds, both through sampling and through careful excursions into other genres. The title invokes the вЂ™70s carsploitation cult flick Death Race 2000 (or else the tawdry 2008 Jason Statham remake). The cover evokes the PlayStation demolition derby game Twisted Metal 4. Death Race for Love is perhaps most fascinating when viewed as a piece of millennial collage art. His melodic sensibilities were gleaned in part from playing a lot of Guitar Hero. He never heard the Sting song his multi-platinum selling hit sampled. Juice WRLD toys with sights and sounds without the baggage of their cultural significance. The hook seems like a fluke, a perfect sequence of words and notes discovered on accident. ItвЂ™s forlorn almost to the point of being cloying, like a person imitating the stereotypical vocal tics and subject matter of a particularly jilted emo tune. ItвЂ™s a quickly written vamp around a well-known melody that, where it soars, feels a lot like loose pieces of bygone pop culture colliding. вЂњLucid Dreams,вЂќ the hit that put the Illinois rapper on a lot of listenersвЂ™ radars last year, exemplifies the mechanics of the Juice WRLD sound. This monthвЂ™s new Death Race for Love is a collection of passionate songs about doing bad and feeling worse that periodically get derailed by moments of laughable sad-boy boilerplate. He tries to balance lyrics about partying with the truth about the pitfalls of drug dependency and self-medication, but his habit of freestyling his songs instead of giving his words more consideration makes for some performances that gesture at intensity without delivering it. Like his Atlanta rap hero, Juice WRLDвЂ™s career is a chilling paradox: What nearly destroyed his life is now the source of his continued prosperity. By 18, heвЂ™d quit lean and pills, but his dalliances with both informed a suddenly promising rap career. By 13, he was experimenting with the drugs he heard about in the records. Juice found rap in middle school through the music of Future.

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His musical education came from video games, in the era where console power beefed up considerably, and soundtracks for franchises like Tony Hawk Pro Skater made punk and metal fans out of kids whoвЂ™d never encountered the stuff before. The Midwest rapper/singer grew up in a strict, religious household barred from listening to hip-hop. Juice WRLD is the kid our parents warned us about.