RiFF RAFF's mere appearance goads you to dismiss him. He's a white rapper with cornrows, a grill, intricately designed facial hair and brand tattoos all over his torso and neck. He wants you to believe that he's a clown, and his music reinforces this. His lyrics take rap templates and push them to their logical extremes, so much so that some of them—"Might pull up in Milan in the drop candy swan"—barely register as reality. RiFF RAFF experiments recklessly and gleefully like a teenager with a lighter, and like a teenager he wants to be underestimated.