Sunday, June 8, 2014
Now I'm somewhat older, questionably wiser, far more of an analyst, and am possessed with a similar level of curiosity for the world as I had when I heard my first Biggie track. I've played my favorite songs over and over again, chock full of the profanity that I missed as a kid, and I noticed that yeah, those songs are really, really not for kids. But I could only feel that way one track at a time. I get my 3 minutes and 30 seconds to make my judgement, then it's on to the next (on-on to the next) one. Quantitatively, however, I don't really have a clue just how thick it is. As such, I've decided to join two of my loves—data analysis and hip hop culture—and answer the following question: just how much vulgarity exists in the heights of hip hop?