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SOTD: Violent crimes

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Though I'm still impressed with ye. a bit less than a week after its release, I keep going back to Violent Crimes. It's the last track of the project and is about his children. Mainly North, and a little Kim. It may throw people off to hear "the n-word" so much on the track but it's a song that appears to be created in such good sentiment and hopes for his daughter.

For the notoriously impenitent West, any admission of wrongdoing—even in the past—may seem revolutionary. But “Violent Crimes” finds West, now a father of two daughters, trafficking in the same paternalistic tropes that have animated male allyship for what feels like millennia. The song captures the paradigm shift of new fathers-of-daughters so succinctly that it is almost admirable, if only as a rhetorical study: “Father forgive me, I’m scared of the karma / ‘Cause now I see women as somethin’ to nurture / Not somethin’ to conquer.” In this framing, women and girls are not worthy of respect and protection by virtue of being human beings, but rather because of their proximity to men. It is not Nori and Chicago’s essential personhood that prompts West to nurture them, but their relationship to him: one in which he is both role model and custodian, dream giver and disciplinarian. West cherishes the attendant control. Even in his attempt to share a realization that affects how he will now treat a sizable portion of the population, West once again centers himself.
— The Atlantic

He doesn't want a guy, like him, take advantage of his daughter when she grows up. Lyrics below:

West attempts to undo years of his own misogyny—much of which is on full display throughout the same album—by offering his fatherly ambitions as some sort of mea culpa for having worshipped at the altar of his own manhood
— The Atlantic
[Intro: 070 Shake]
Fallin', dreamin', talkin' in your sleep
I know you want to cry all night, all night
Plottin', schemin', findin'
Reason to defend all of your violent nights
Promise me you will see


[Chorus: 070 Shake]
Don't you grow up in a hurry, your mom'll be worried, aw
It was all part of the story, even the scary nights
Thank you for all of the glory, you will be remembered, aw
Thank you to all of the heroes of the night (night, night)
They gotta repaint the colors, the lie is wearin' off
Reality is upon us, colors drippin' off
Colors drippin' off


[Verse: Kanye West]
Niggas is savage, niggas is monsters
Niggas is pimps, niggas is players
'Til niggas have daughters, now they precautious
Father, forgive me, I'm scared of the karma
'Cause now I see women as somethin' to nurture
Not somethin' to conquer
I hope she like Nicki, I'll make her a monster
Not havin' ménages, I'm just bein' silly

I answered the door like Will Smith and Martin
Nigga, do we have a problem?
Matter of fact, Marlon, this ain't Meet the Fockers
I'll beat his ass, pray I beat the charges
No, Daddy don't play, not when it come to they daughters

Don't do no yoga, don't do pilates
Just play piano and stick to karate
I pray your body's draped more like mine
And not like your mommy's
Just bein' salty, but niggas is nuts
And I am a nigga, I know what they want
I pray that you don't get it all at once
Curves under your dress, I know it's pervs all on the net
All in the comments, you wanna vomit
That's your baby, you love her to death

Now she cuttin' class and hangin' with friends
You break a glass and say it again
She can't comprehend the danger she in
If you whoop her ass, she move in with him
Then he whoop her ass, you go through it again

But how you the devil rebukin' the sin?
Let's pray we can put this behind us
I swear that these times is the wildest
She got the scars, they serve as reminders

Blood still on her pajamas
But yesterday is dead, yeah, moment of silence
Next, she'll be off to college and then at the altar

'Cause she know that niggas is savage, niggas is monsters
Niggas is pimps, niggas is players, 'til niggas have daughters
Niggas is pimps, niggas is players, 'til niggas have daughters

[Chorus: 070 Shake & Ty Dolla Sign]
Don't you grow up in a hurry, your mom'll be worried, aw
It was all part of the story, even the scary nights
Thank you for all of the glory, you will be remembered, aw
Thank you to all of the heroes of the night (night, night)
They gotta repaint the colors, the lie is wearin' off
Reality is upon us, colors drippin' off
Colors drippin' off


[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
I'm sayin' it like…
I want a daughter like Nicki, aww, man, I promise
I'ma turn her to a monster, but no menagés
I don't know how you saying it, but let 'em hear this

On “Violent Crimes,” the album’s last song, Kanye sends a surprising message about how having a daughter has changed his outlook. That’s sweet and it’s cool that Kanye is so devoted to his children, but the song itself sort of gets away from him. Kanye’s inability to hold himself accountable or take a realistic view of his own impulses and behavior gets the best of him yet again. “Violent Crimes” sees West expressing fears that his daughter will end up somehow victimized by the men in her life.  “Niggas is savage, niggas is monsters,” muses Kanye. “Niggas is pimps, niggas is players/ Til niggas have daughters, now they precautious/ Father forgive me, I’m scared of the karma/ Cause now I see women as somethin’ to nurture/ Not somethin’ to conquer.”

He raps that he doesn’t want his daughter to do pilates or yoga, but instead focus on more wholesome activities like playing the piano and doing karate. West says that he’d rather she end up shaped like him than like her mother Kim Kardashian because his daughter actually “can’t comprehend the danger she’s in.” That’s a deeply strange sentiment that a therapist might be best qualified to parse (Fatherly).

Fans speculate that the "Outro" portion of the song where Nicki Minaj is speaking on voicemail is a little bit of shade to throw at Taylor Swift, showing Nicki approved the song where she's alluded to, just as Taylor approved of Famous. Ha.

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