Fulfilling the prophecy of American rap veteran Jadakiss who heralded the release of J. Cole’s then-unnamed mixtape before the long-awaited swansong that is The Fall-Off, the North Carolina emcee dropped a four-joint tape dubbed Birthday Blizzard ’26. Coinciding with his 41st birthday, the DJ Clue-hosted mini project serves as a tastemaking appetiser, featuring the two-time Grammy winner rapping with rabid hunger over classic production while stepping on the record with fresh beats and boastful freestyles of being one of the best and outlandish industry claims that could easily pass off as veiled shots to his contemporaries Kendrick Lamar and Drake.
The mixtape is sliced into four quadrants, though the project is released as one long lump on YouTube, with each song featuring the Fayetteville rapper performing over old-school hip-hop beats. For the first song, “Bronx Zoo Freestyle”, sees Jermaine Coleman finesse Diddy’s “Victory” while “Winter Storm Freestyle” features The Notorious B.I.G.’s “Who Shot Ya?”. “Golden Goose Freestyle” and “99 Build Freestyle” pit the lyricist with new beats; however, they are coded to feel rudimentary, the type of thing you’d hear blasting in the street corners deep in the era of boomboxes and cassettes. The sound is formulated to move in reverse, a nod to J. Cole seeing his life as a backward-moving timeline tracing his steps to the day he was born on “Disc 2 Track 2”.
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Jermaine’s skill with the pen is out of the question. This is a rapper who arguably sits comfortably at the apex as far as the attributes of technical skill and rhyming are concerned, and this has been the case since his epoch-making “Features” days. On this project, the Dreamville superstar hits an easy hole-in-one in the courses of delivery and flow, rhyme arrangement, and technique development when constructing bars. However, the substance of the mixtape rings hollow, specifically the grand proclamations of being the best on the mic and the cloying navel-gazing of his reflections on The Big Three and where he stands since the fiasco of the now-deleted “7 Minute Drill”. With “Port Antonio”, it was forgivable, and it was something of a breath of fresh air to gain meditative and mindful perspective on why Cole bowed out the way he did from the 2024 Drake-Kendrick Lamar battle royale. Noble, so to speak. But now, the constant harping is slowly eroding J. Cole’s arguments and these self-soothing raps are starting to reek of lyrical grandstanding.
There is something amiss about NC’s finest continuing to position himself as the reluctant killer, even doubling down by echoing his “Johnny P Caddy” lyrics on “Golden Goose Freestyle”: “Uh, Cole the truth, got they throat in nooses / Grip never letting up, though they hope it loosens”. This particular rhyme is exactly what has become problematic with J. Cole of-late. There’s no weight behind painting vividly violent images of himself lynching rappers, when on “Port Antonio” he did the exact opposite and talked about leaving the arena “with all their blood on me”, seemingly shrinking back when the heat rose and big match temperament was required of him. Nothing about Cole talking this big makes any sense when he flip-flops between being a conflict-averse ascetic and being a ruthless operator of the gallows. The contradictory picture is a water-and-oil combination, and somehow J. Cole’s the only person who doesn’t see that the solution just doesn’t mix but still continues trying it out either way.
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The second bit of hypocrisy is the sneak-dissing and covert yet backhanded comments that could easily be ascribed to Drake and Kendrick Lamar. These are the same people he once called superstars on a song, which at this point could be nothing but sycophantic flattery rather than legitimate praise and respect. From talking about not selling his soul to Lucian, a sneak shot that could be to Drake, what with Ye once famously alluding to the Canadian being under the executive’s payroll to him talking about tours “losin'” despite having lots of numbers on digital streaming platforms, J. Cole continues to contradict himself by going back on lyrics such as “If I smoke a rapper, it’s gonn’ be legit” on “Middle Child”. The roll out for The Fall-Off is shaping up to be like that of 4 Your Eyez Only, where he dragged Wale and Ye, before turning around and saying the promo songs were never about them. The playbook has not only gotten old; it’s also a betrayal of his so-called peace-loving image he uses as a front to remain two-faced when it comes to rap politics.
If one sets all the flaws of the project aside, Birthday Blizzard is a feast for bar lovers who value the use of wordplay and the aesthetic wonders of properly ordered rhymes and fluid flows. The sudden drop is convincing display of lyrical mastery, though the substance leaves a lot to be desired. Considering that The Fall-Off is a week away, “Disc 2 Track 2” was a strong window peering into the spirit of the album. Conversely, this mixtape somehow undid most of that work, and this has nothing to do with the pen and the craftsmanship. It’s a problem of flexing assets he doesn’t possess, and if The Fall-Off sounds anything like this for the most part, it will be a forgettable goodbye that guaranteed to elicit eye rolls for generations to come.
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