It’s a fact that when something is repeated enough times it becomes habit. Vincent Frank is often praised for his knack of writing decent lyrical hooks, but anyone with any real musical taste would sooner take advice from a cheese sandwich. The ridiculously tedious lyrical hook of this song “No I got no ID, no, no, no. No I got no ID” is repeated so many times that it all quickly becomes a familiar blur, and time ceases to exist. I am confident that after only listening to it once I now know this song just as well as the “artist”. So well in fact that I could probably save them the trouble of performing it live in the future. That way Vincent might be able to spend some time working out how to write a half decent, musically relevant song rather than tripe like this.

Verdict; Die.