Wendy's has entered the rap game. Credit: Photo by Jeremy Hallock

Down is up, yaโ€™ll. The best music Iโ€™ve heard all month is a hip-hop EP released by Wendyโ€™s. Yes, that redhead with pigtails is apparently a rapper now, too. The fast food chainโ€™s first mixtape, We Beefin?, pulls no punches against rivals like McDonaldโ€™s and Burger King.

It all started on March 21, when Wendyโ€™s teased the EP with a tweet:

Two days later, Wendyโ€™s dropped their first EP and Iโ€™ve had it on loop ever since. Itโ€™s so great that I actually went to Wendyโ€™s for the first time since I was in junior high. I ordered a No. 5, a Son of Baconator with fries and a drink for the uninitiated, and subbed a vanilla Frosty for a soda.

Letโ€™s talk about the food for a minute. The vanilla Frosty tasted like a legit malt at first, but then I realized it is basically just soft serve in a cup. The fries suck. They are soggy, not the least bit salty, and taste like freezer burn. Wendyโ€™s claims their beef is โ€œFresh Never Frozen,โ€ but I guess the fries are a different story.

Maybe it’s time for a career change. Wendy’s knows how to rap, but the food still sucks. Credit: Photo by Jeremy Hallock

And letโ€™s talk about that beef. I shudder to imagine the size of the father because Son of Baconator is a beast. This is a double bacon cheeseburger with bacon sitting both in between and on top of the hamburger patties, for crying out loud. But thereโ€™s some weird shit going on here. I guess Wendyโ€™s doesnโ€™t even bother with vegetables because my Son of Baconator just had mayonnaise and ketchup on it. And why is the beef square? Thatโ€™s freakish.

But that brings us back to the music. The album art is a bold reference to The Notorious B.I.G.โ€™s perennial classic from 1994, Ready to Die. But instead of a baby, thereโ€™s one of those square patties at the center of this white backdrop. Fast food advertisements often reference sex, but I guess fast food music recognizes that sex leads to reproduction.

The food and album art are whack, but this music is no joke. The opening trackโ€™s title, โ€œTwitter Fingers,โ€ is a play on the words โ€œtrigger fingers.โ€ It seems that this diss track has roots on social media, as the lyrics confirm: โ€œYou twitter beefinโ€™ for some clout / Yoโ€™ customers in a drought / They loving me with no doubt / Iโ€™m sellinโ€™ in large amounts.โ€

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The second track, โ€œHolding It Down,โ€ goes even harder and Wendyโ€™s starts naming names. McDonaldโ€™s is called out first: โ€œMickey *Bleep* was tryna to beef, itโ€™s time to finish now.โ€ Wendyโ€™s has no respect for another rival: โ€œChicken Shack, you actinโ€™ really wild, quiet that down.โ€ And thereโ€™s something for Burger King too: โ€œBK, donโ€™t think that you got away / You copied my old menu and put it on replay.โ€ Ouch.

Wendy puts on a clinic with โ€œRest in Grease,โ€ which landed at number one on Spotifyโ€™s Global Viral 50. She establishes herself as โ€œfast foodโ€™s first ladyโ€ and taunts rivals by making fun of slow drive thrus and ice cream machines that are always broken. โ€œClowninโ€ is presumably a dig at the McDonaldโ€™s mascot, Ronald McDonald, and the track has sick production. Wendy actually suggests that the clown has paint on his face because he has something to hide.

By the closing track, โ€œ4 or 4$,โ€ the fast food chain seems to leave the rivalries behind with a triumphant tone: โ€œQueen Wendy the illest, yeah I said it, boy donโ€™t forget that.โ€