“They taught me that I had to dream, Black History Month/I wake up and treat the day like stack history month/I'm talkin' Malcolm Flex, Jessie Rackson/Front of the plane: I'm Rozay Parks”
An exceptionally good line deserves all of the praise it can get. This is the case for Sean’s spin on “All Figured Out,” which, appropriately, is the song when his flow and style sort themselves out. Coming out of that is this monster of a line: a semi-offensive mix of puns and wordplay that easily sits as the album’s best. Growing up with lessons in powerful black leaders, Sean mixed them up with his love of money. Seeing his own drive as a reflection of their actions, he makes his own “Malcolm Flex” (showing off) and “Jessie Rackson” (“racks” of money). The kicker? Sean’s first-class lifestyle, a nod to “Rozay” Parks’ famous refusal to move to the back of the bus. It looks like February comes year round in Detroit.