Newly minted local news mogul and person with a demonstrated history of caring about the freedom of the press, Chance The Rapper is having a hell of a week. And his new track "I Might Need Security" is a bombastic, take-no-prisoners, yet still hella chill cut that feels like another instant sensation.

An angrier, more direct spiritual follow up to “No Problems,” Chance has a lot to get off his chest in this song. Among those things, is his purchasing of the defunct local news site Chicagoist, which was shut down by one of those indistinguishable and unremarkable hedge fund billionaires when its employees decided to unionized last fall. People who claim to love the free market sure seem to hate it when their employees use their freedom to collectively bargain, but that’s a subject for another post.

Anyhow, back to Chance. On "I Might Need Security" he calls for the resignation of Chicago Mayor Rahm Emanuel, suggests the city commemorate a statue in his honor when he leaves this mortal coil, gives a posthumous shoutout to Verne Troyer, remarks on police officers killing unarmed citizens and then getting paid vacation, and a whole lot more. All of which is set to some piano, drums and the most melodic, repetitive chorus of “fuck you” you’ll ever hear.

In short, it’s classic Chance.



Along with this song, Chance released three other tracks: "Wala Cam," "65th & Ingleside" and "Work Out". Rumors had been swirling earlier in the week that he was about to drop a follow up to Coloring Book. Sadly, these rumors were quickly put to bed. Yet to prove he’s been up in the stu, Chance decided to give us an EP’s worth of new material.

"I Might Need Security" is my personal favorite of these new songs, as it embodies everything I tend to like about Chance’s music. His successes since Coloring Booking seem to have emboldened him, to go along with a healthy dose of self-assuredness that aging and personal triumph bring about. 

Oh and about dude becoming a media baron, it’s possible he only bought the paper for the line “I bought the Chicagoist just to run you racist bitches out of business,” which, in his defense, is a fantastic line. Chance had this to say about the purchase in a statement:

“I look forward to re-launching it and bringing the people of Chicago an independent media outlet focused on amplifying diverse voices and content.”

Whatever bruh, just hurrying up with the album, let your employees unionize if they want, give them complete editorial freedom, and we’ll have zero problems.


Calvin Paradise is not any one thing. The half-hearted vagabond and forgetful luddite currently resides in Los Angeles and how he spends his time is none of your damned business.