Best paired a with: a peanut butter, pickle, and bacon burger
Mathematically, Post Malone shouldn't work. He sings dreamy, trap-inspired R&B looking like ... that. And still, everyone loves him. I can't keep myself from wondering, "How?"
How does this make any sense? How come I like this so much? And most importantly, how do I dance to this without looking so painfully white?
Musical genre-benders are like weird food combos — the bad are unforgivable but the good are so great, you almost wish you weren't too stoned to remember the recipe. Alas, some things are best kept a mystery. Because there's no point in trying to make sense out of a late-night fridge raid.