Kreayshawn has always been more of a polarizing Internet personality than a full-fledged female rap phenom since she first sauntered down the streets in Micky Mouse ears and a two-toned 'do in "Gucci Gucci." So the fact that the Oakland native turned up in her own video game doesn't carry a lot of shock value beyond the sheer novelty of rappers shrinking themselves down to mere pixels for interactive entertainment. Of course Kreayshawn had a video game. Of course she would.
Fans of classic Mario — assuming those even overlap with followers of Kreayshawn's White Girl Mob posse — will recognize the game's influences, though Koopas are swapped with brand-name-totting "basic bitches" and regular fireball powers are instead blasts of swag, presumably pumped out her ovaries (as she so brags). On paper, that sounds as ridiculous as her Swag Spice persona first seemed, although lately that has come under fire with claims of being too consciously constructed when examined against the raw in-your-face energy of N-word-dropping Mob member V-Nasty. Entertaining, sure. But when it comes to substance, a lot falls short.
There are four levels in the magical world of Kreayshawn, and if you've spent more than a few minutes on each one, you really should get off the Internet and go outside — and that's advice coming from someone who has spent too much of 2011 convincing any female friend willing to listen that Kreayshawn would obviously be the best Halloween costume choice.
The Kreayshawn video game raises a small handful of questions. Wouldn't it be great if a Kreayshawn-like character were in the next Mario game, as Waluigi's mischevious sister ready to lay the smackdown on Princess Peach? And what would people say about the game if it were Tyler, the Creator riding on a skateboard shooting swag balls at basic bitches? Also, why aren't video games a greater part of online marketing for artists? But the game doesn't provoke any interest in Kreayshawn's upcoming music which, after she hated on Bay Area favorite Zachary's Pizzaand mistakenly claimed it wasn't an Oakland establishment, is her last hope of redemption in the minds of those yet to make a decision about her.
"Gucci Gucci" might have rubbed plenty of ear drums the wrong way, but Kreayshawn isn't a cheap one-note. There is a certain cadence that defines all of her rap verses, and she would do well to learn how to diversify her slacker stylings. But "Rich Whores" has a lot more teeth to its disses while still holding on to a sense of humor, and if upcoming track "Left Eye" — yup, an Amy Winehouse-referencing track about relationship revenge a la the late TLC member who basically burned her boyfriend's house down in 1994 — is any indication, her music about not getting along with the other girls as well as the boys isn't on its last life.