For a semiprofessional pothead, Nola spitta Curren$y is a surprisingly superproductive dude.
Over the past 27 months, he has somehow smoked endless amounts of kush while still finding the energy and personal motivation to drop five studio albums (2009's This Ain't No Mixtape and Jet Files, 2010's Pilot Talk I and II, and this year's Covert Coup), knock out two times that number of mixtapes, and score a deal with Warner Bros. Records for his own boutique label, Jet Life Recordings.
Now if New Times consumed that much marijuana, the extent of our productivity would be naps and giggles. Yet Curren$y is promising to release four more rap records — including ten-track hotboxer Weekend at Burnie's, double-disc epic Muscle Car Chronicles, stoner sequel Pilot Talk III, and Jet Life sampler Puff Daddy — before 2011 is over.
Despite his admitted affinity for the sweet leaf, though, don't even try to call Curren$y a weed rapper, 'cause he will not be happy in any way whatsoever with that assessment. "I think the term weed rapper is wack," he told MTV RapFix last month. He emphasized the point by saying, "It's fucked. I don't like weed rapper, I don't like that category, and I don't like the muthafuckas who think it's cool."
