Like we didn't know this already but my homey showed me this article bout this turd.
Viral rapper Stitches could not have picked a better name. Dude has been straight up clowning some of the Internet’s leading hipster music writers who don’t have a fukking clue about real rappers from Miami. Guys like Complex’s David Drake and Noisey’s Drew Millard creamed inside their pants when they came across the 18-year-old manufactured Youtube sensation. They snorted up the dubious backstory of a 14-year-old white boy who ran away from home to pave a career putting bricks in yo face! Why would Stitches, who is now 18, front like that? After all, he tattooed an AK-47 on his cheek and stitches across his face! He screams into a camera while holding an assault rifle surrounded by his gang of thugs! And HE LOVES SELLING BLOW! He’s gotta be real yo!
Here’s how Drake introduced Stitches to the readers at Complex:
When we saw the “Brick In Yo Face” video by an 18-year-old unsigned Miami rapper covered in tattoos, waving firearms, and a Pinhead mask from Hellraiser, we immediately reached out. It’s not every day, after all, that we see a video with that kind of unrestrained intensity. Which is to say, the song sounds like eight rails of cocaine mainlined while standing on top of a fighter jet.
Cocaine bruh bruh. It’s a helluva metaphor.
A week late to the Stitches crazefest, Millard gave the rapper’s hit song Greek mythological powers:
As far as breakout singles go, Stitches’ “Brick In Yo Face” is nonpareil. Its beat wheezes and lurches like a freight train as conducted by Godzilla as Stitches bellows, “I LOVE SELLIN’ BLOW!!!” over and over again, like a team of sirens trying to lure Odysseus to their lands with the promise of gigantic fukking brick of cocaine. Its video, meanwhile, is devastatingly straightforward, almost comically so. Linebacker-size, Stitches cuts an imposing figure, especially when screaming, gun in hand, in front of a trap house with a battalion of likeminded goons.
Millard deserves a little credit for sniffing out Stitches’ first rap alter ego, “Lil Phill.” But get the fukk out of here with that “Stitches is terrifying” bullshyt. Judging from Youtube clips of this previous incarnation, Stitches/Lil Phill was a punk ass rapper. Peep the video below that shows Stitches/Lil Phill gassing himself with a long-winded freestyle against an unassuming chubby kid named Ramiro.
Ramiro kills Stitches/LilPhill with one verse that begins at the one minute mark.
This recent comment on Youtube about the video says it all: “GOT DAMN. Ramiro fukked him up. nikka had to change his name and cover up his face wit more tats.”
Unfortunately, some music writers don’t dig deep out of fear that the truth will blow up the perfectly tailored narrative. There’s a shock value to Stitches that gets white hipster scribes revved up. If he was just another black drug dealer trying to become a rapper, they wouldn’t care what he’s gonna do with it. However, once Stitches revealed he is rolling withScott Storch, it should have been obvious he’s fugazi.
The team pushing Stitches definitely deserves credit. They figured their Internet star just needed some good production, a good songwriter (because Stitches is definitely writing his own verses), and a breakout single with a head-banging video. Too bad they couldn’t scrub every last bit of Stitches’ days as Lil Phill from Youtube.
Stay tuned, Serving Dope is slowly gathering the real scoop on Stitches. More is on the way.