Welcome to the Christmas Mixtape 2023. Always striving to be at the forefront of emerging technolgies, I am thrilled to announce the newest innovation in music, Chop-GPT, the A.I.-powered Operating System of Hip Hop. Unfortunately, Chop-GPT immediately took over my job as selector, and laid me off. Win some, lose some, I guess. Anyway, enjoy the best Hip Hop and R&B songs of 2023, algorithmically curated and optimized for your listening enjoyment. Stream and download above, and hit the skip for the track list and some bonus content.
The Christmas Mixtape Track List
- A Gift From the Future
- Jay Rock, Anderson .Paak, Latto: Too Fast (Pull Over)
- Aminé, Kaytranada, Pharrell: 4eva
- Bas, J. Cole: Passport Bros
- BJ The Chicago Kid, Coco Jones: Spend The Night
- Paul Russell: Lil Boo Thang
- Tyla: Water
- Adekunle Gold, Zinoleesky: Party No Dey Stop
- Cardi B, Megan Thee Stallion: Bongos
- Janelle Monae, Quavo, Latto: Champagne S–t
- 03 Greedo, Maxo Kream: Buss Me A Script
- Reason, Jay Rock: At It Again (Remix)
- Cocaine Piñata
- Smoke DZA, Wiz Khalifa: Playa’s Only
- IDK, Benny The Butcher: Up The Score
- Rod Wave, 21 Savage: Turks & Caicos
- NLE Choppa, Rick Ross: Cold Game
- GloRilla: Internet Trolls
- Ella Mai: This Is
- Cordae, Anderson .Paak: Two Tens
- Little Brother: Wish Me Well
- 2 Chainz, Lil Wayne, Usher: Transparency
- Burl Ives & The Eastside Boyz
- Gucci Mane: Must Be Me
- Victoria Monét, Lucky Daye: Smoke
- Usher, Summer Walker, 21 Savage: Good Good
- Curren$y, Jermaine Dupri, T.I.: Never Fall Off
- Alex Vaughn, Ari Lennox: Demon Time (Remix)
- Larry June, The Alchemist, Ty Dolla $ign: Summer Reign
- Baby Keem, Kendrick Lamar: The Hillbillies
- Meyhem Lauren, Madlib, DJ Muggs: Fresh Out The Water
- Smoke DZA, Black Thought, Flying Lotus: Drug Trade
- Killer Mike, Future, André 3000: Scientists & Engineers
Bonus Nonsense
For those of you who care, the following were actually generated with artificial intelligence. No other intelligence of any kind was used in the making of The Christmas Mixtape 2023.
- Cover art
- Intro script
- “Get Low”/”Have a Holly Jolly Christmas” Mashup
- The title of an “autobiography” of Freddie Gibbs: Cocaine Piñata: The Freddie Gibbs Odyssey
- The following chapter of said autobiography. It was edited for time in the skit, but below is the original text, and it is breathtaking:
Chapter 12: Trials and Tribulations
The year was 2020, and my life seemed to be taking an unexpected turn. The headlines were ablaze with the saga of Freddie Gibbs and Destini, better known as The Fit Mami. Our love story, once a vibrant spectacle on social media, had turned into a tumultuous rollercoaster that neither of us had anticipated.
Destini and I met in the virtual realm of Instagram, a platform that has brought together countless souls from different walks of life. It started with a DM, a casual introduction that sparked a connection between us. She was unapologetically herself—a woman in the adult film industry who had found her path and embraced it. I admired her confidence, and we decided to dive into a relationship that, in the beginning, felt like an exhilarating adventure.
Our journey took us to the beautiful city of Paris, a place where love seemed to blossom effortlessly. We explored the streets hand in hand, and the world became our playground. Pictures of us flooded social media, documenting the highs of our relationship—the laughter, the shared moments, and the dreams we dared to dream together.
Talks of starting a family were not mere whispers; they were enthusiastic conversations filled with hope and anticipation. Destini and I were on the same page, or so I thought, until the tides began to turn.
The tour began, a series of performances that took me across the States. Everything changed in Buffalo, NY, a city that would become the backdrop for a chapter I never expected. The altercation, the chaos—it left scars, both seen and unseen. It was a moment that marked a shift in the trajectory of our relationship.
Destini, in a series of tweets, painted a picture of abandonment and neglect. She spoke of a pregnancy and how I seemingly vanished from her life. It was a narrative that contradicted the love we once shared, leaving me to grapple with the accusations hurled my way. The internet, as always, became a battleground for opinions, memes, and jokes.
The allegations were not limited to emotional neglect. Destini brought forth intimate details, revealing aspects of our private life to the public eye. “Spreadie Gibbs” trended, and I found myself responding with a simple, enigmatic tweet—“The yams.” It was my way of acknowledging the storm without delving into the details.
As the social media storm raged on, I found myself contemplating the nature of fame and relationships. The line between personal and public had blurred, and the narratives spun on the internet were far from the reality we once lived.
“I ain’t got no phone,” I declared, a cryptic response to the chaos that unfolded. In the midst of the storm, I clung to the idea that eventually, the truth would surface. Life, much like my music, was a journey through peaks and valleys, and this chapter was one of the valleys—a test of resilience and self-discovery.
The tale of Freddie Gibbs and Destini continued to unfold, each tweet, each response, contributing to a narrative that only time would unravel. As the world watched and speculated, I grappled with the complexities of love, loss, and the unrelenting gaze of the public eye.
Thanks
Abe Garcia for cover art and Tasha Johnson for vocals. And old and new friends. Thanks for listening to the Christmas Mixtape 2023. Happy holidays.
