God Over Everything, the long-in-the-works debut album by pop/dancehall superstar wears its heart on its sleeve. It opens with a prayer by Patoranking’s mother.
Mama ‘Ranking is asking the man above to provide for concerns like good health, success, houses and the money to acquire all of these.
If this seems a little obvious, it is perhaps because the performer who was born Patrick Nnaemeka Okorie has known deprivation and want in his earlier life.
Mama ‘Ranking’s supplications are followed by a hype man’s multiple yells of his name and a staccato burst of patois influenced rap flows. The title song is up next and quickly establishes the record’s departure from the opener.
Patoranking sing songs the story of his life with the help of generous doses of autotune and obvious heavy handed rhyming patterns. The result is soothing but both the autotune and the penchant for rhyming conspicuously make their presence felt on the rest of the record.
Some of Patoranking’s rhymes are witty and interesting enough to go down as feel good, light hearted fare, (She’s so sweet and she got a flat belly/I say can I have the number to your celly) but some betray his vocabulary limitations and fall instantly flat. I’m in love with a stammerer/And her name is Tamara as heard on the Wizzypro-flop Stammerer must be a shoo in for one of the most unimaginative lines to be rec ...