He’s what happens when free-associative Ghostfacian riddle-brags worm their way into swag-rap neon, when ridiculous nonlinear punchlines become halls of mirrors, when questions become more important than answers. He’s the evolutionary Paul Wall, a self-created palefaced rap cartoon character whose mouth-diamonds sometimes obscure his ability to craft lines that bounce around in your head for days. He’s Lil B if he had a sense of rhythm and an idea of how funny he is. He’s the guy who brings the credibility to Andy Milonakis’s rap trio. He is a euphoric conundrum, and he’s better at getting me lost in YouTube wormholes than anyone else in rap today.