Just about Lil’ Kleine
It's your girl, I'm not going to introduce myself anymore. I am what they know in your city and in your village. Okay help. I can't help it. It shouldn't happen and goddamn, look at me go now. The most embarrassing shit rolls out of my mouth. Is it already time to admit that I'm under the spell of the most talked-about, perhaps even most hated rapper in the Netherlands?
Anyway: Lil’ Kleine is in the building and you can't ignore it anymore. You either hate his appearance or you think he's a boss. I don't think there's really a middle ground. During his Drank & Drugs period, I clearly found myself in category 1. What a loudmouth. What a narcissistic kid. Hello, the best guy is tearing up five hundred euro notes on his Insta Stories, so recognizable. Tsss. But now, little boys grow up. Lil’ Kleine is suddenly a man. A man with a little beard, enormous success, and yes, still that old-fashioned big mouth. He's going hard ‘ouwe’, climbing to the top, and everyone can climb along. And yes, it does something to me. Jorik is the bad boy, the Justin Bobby of this generation. An intriguing guy.
“I practically despise everything he stands for, but his passion for his work triggers me”
His new album ‘Alleen’ was launched about a week and a half ago and everywhere I go, I hear ‘Alleen’ and ‘Vier keer Duurder.’ By the way, the latter is a song about sunglasses that ‘four times more expensive’ than the one we're dissing, just so you know. The lyrics are somewhat sad when you think about it, but the beat is nice. I know, it's confusing. The whole situation in itself is confusing. I practically despise everything he stands for, but his passion for his work triggers me. I think it's the rebel in him that I can appreciate. Something I can laugh about. The rebel that might be hiding in all of us.
Because whatever you think of that crazy, little Jorik, he is making his dreams come true. And yes, he also says a lot of embarrassing, woman-unfriendly, and stupid things. But aren't all his big stars a bit crazy? Judging by his success, he gets away with it. We all forgive him. Maybe we secretly look up to someone who has so much disregard and believes in himself so much that it almost hurts. Ten years ago, he shouted in the Jeugdjournaal (check it here) that he wanted to become a big star, and look at him go. Due to his grandiosity, he has become incredibly big. Jorik is the king of the self-fulfilling prophecy. And honestly, I can only respect that.
P.S.: Jorik, I am sometimes alone too, you know. I will drink from that second glass, no biggie.
P.P.S: If those five hundred euro notes in your wallet really annoy you, I still have a little bag on my list, ouwe.
