Ever since Philly underground-favorite Meek Mill inked his deal with Rick Ross' Maybach Music imprint, he's seemed destined for a near future of little more than fading into Ross' established aesthetic—on moody theatrical gangsta tracks or "B.M.F." knock-offs. But for those of us who know the old Meek, for whom FLAMERZ is a battle cry, that can only be seen as a waste of talent. Meek should be focused on what he once did best—if not rapping forever on camera then just spazzing the hell out with a machine gun double time flow over Jahlil Beats blips and/or drum rolls. For "Mars" he does just that, linking with fellow 215 rep Young Sam (not to be confused with the LA king of jerking) and going in over Jahlil's two minute 8-bit massacre.