Every once and a while during my infinite search for new music I stumble upon something that on first listen (and every subsequent listen after) causes me to get excited and physically jam out. It is, to be blunt, completely embarrassing if anyone is around to see (as I have literally no moves), but it’s an immediate indicator of a song with staying power in my playlists. This reaction is reserved for the top 1% of songs that I think are hitting way above their weight class, and recently I was greeted with 2 of these songs in quick succession, with the first of which being this.

You may recognize drugs don’t matter if you read our top 7 songs of 2025 (or watched it’s horribly messy and drunk tiktok counterpart). While ranking at only 7th on that list, I will let you in on the secret that I actually artificially lowered its place because I was worried that it being new and fresh to me was clouding my judgment. In short, I adore this song and its unique blend of choppy 7th chords fresh out of a 2017 futurebass hit, and how it pairs that against the master-channel-clipping bass fuzz of a modern hyperpop track. The former of those two things pertains largely to the first half of the track, which feels like something of a time capsule from an earlier period within my own life. While entering 9th grade my playlist consisted of nothing but pirated youtube to mp3 downloads of Trap Nation future bass uploads as the genre was growing exponentially in it’s prime. It’s been an extraordinarily long time since I sought out any of that type of music, but to be pleasantly surprised by a dose of it in my release radar was, for lack of less obvious term, pleasant. If that’s all this track had been (that being thick vocal chopped chords, lush ethereal vocals, and the heaviest sidechain on earth), I still would have been pleased.

But that’s far from all this song is. In total contrast to the songs first drop and it’s saw chords and soaring vocal leads, the second drop is a different beast constructed of thick bass sitting comfortably against the limiter, transporting us at warp speed from a 2017 post-trap piece into an 2025 post-hyperpop masterpiece. As the vocals loop the final syllable of the titular phrase “the drugs don’t matter anyway” the sentiment is drilled in with intensity before sweeping us under with engulfing synths backing up the belted vocals. Then, a brief pause in refrain, “baby baby it don’t matter”, before the two worlds of music collide in real time, with the future bass saw chords being distorted to oblivion with the bass line. The switch up and its intermittent pauses for the vocals to cut through act as this gorgeous climactic moment for the track before proceeding to fizzle off into an intimate feeling outro.

I often spend these articles trying to give artful praise to the tracks I’m covering, but I really mean it when I say this song just blew me away. I love the approach to it’s lyricism, and how insanely catchy the first verse is. I love the intensity in it’s approach, and how it manages to be a hyper-polished electronic pop track in its intro while smoothly transitioning to a skull pounding, chaotic bass piece in it’s outro. It checks every box for me, and the best part is it’s only 1 track off an 8 track album. And after all that, my only complaint? I still don’t know how I’m meant to pronounce j<3 to tell people how much I love this track.