Most artists spend their lives crafting their most personal album. For Nicki Minaj, it's not until her third studio album, The Pinkprint, where she extends her autobiography beyond slivers of detail and zooms in on her post-fame dealings with love and family.
In 2007, Minaj flooded the streets as a ballsy, unfiltered rapper spitting ostentatious flows on her first mixtape,Playtime Is Over. Since, the oft genre-blending artist has racked up more Hot 100 hits (and alter egos) than Michael Jackson, thanks to her risky, stratospheric songs like "Super Bass," "Starships" and her second The Pinkprint single, "Anaconda," an ode to big derrieres.
Set aside the romp-shaking Top 40 songs that hang in the rafters with Taylor Swift's,The Pinkprint -- while fat-trimming could've been afforded –- stands as the sweet spot where a newly stripped image and sound align. The union properly widens the scope not of Nicki Minaj, but of Onika Maraj.
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