"Going to the club with my dick and my balls (WHUT?)
My dick and my balls (HEEEEEEEY)
My dick and my balls (HOOOOOOO)
Going to the club with my dick and my balls (WHUT?)
And they as big as sheeeeeit
I'm in the club, jes doin' my thang
I'm a real thug, so I let my nuts hang
Shawty roll up, and you know she wanna bang
So I hit it in the butt, and I hit it in the tang"
So runs the chorus and first verse of the hit song Dick And Balls by rap's newest megastar, Lil' Knowledge.
Interpreted by critic's as a scathing lampoon of the shallow and unsustainable social concerns of young people who spend wealth and pleasure themselves without thought for the future, it has seen LK cast in the unlikely role of being the lyrical voice of his generation.
A professor considered the world's leading authority on Ted Hughes has offered to interpret the lyric for general audiences.
"Little Knowledge begins by informing us that he is going to the club to socialise. Who is he going with? His friends? His partner? No, his dick and his balls. He feels defined by his genitalia. His sexual function is all that matters in the hedonistic, lustful atmosphere of the club, where a night is a failure if sex is not had. His brain, his heart, are left languishing in neglect. Conditioned by the media's emphasis of sex, Little Knowledge helplessly repeats the mantra of having a dick and balls to himself, for it is the only thing of which is sure, so fragmented is his mind by conflicting identities and desires. Around him, the throbbing mob chant WHUT and HEY and HO, unable to fully comprehend the rapper's anguish as they struggle to express their own, creating a din without meaning all around him.
At the club, Little Knowledge does his thing. So depersonalised is he, that what this thing is does not even matter. There are simpy objects and activities and they are without character or flavour in this homogenised, artifical social context. He lets his nuts hang, something he could not avoid doing. This reveals that he feels helpless in the grip of fate but has to tell himself that he is the author of his situation. Then a fine looking young woman rolls up and he hits that ass cos you'd be crazy not to. Tang is apparently some sort of orange drink so I'm not sure what's going on there but I'm sure it is a deeply satisfying metaphor whose complexities I will one day unlock."
LK for his part, attempts to explain his name. "Yo when I was little they used to call me Lil' cos I was little. And then the Knowledge part, that's what I bring to the game. The knowledge from the streets. I bring it to the game. The game needs knowledge. Dudes is fucking up the game. They don't have their game right. The game done changwd. The game ain't the same."