Bob Dylan’s grandson is a rapper.

I listened to one of his tracks. Maybe it’s too early to say but I don’t think he inherited his grandfather’s flare for brilliant lyricism.

He sounds like this:

But he kind of reminds me of this:

The rap is bad, doesn’t sound like his granddad, but he shouldn’t be sad, having lots of money must be rad.

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