Don’t let free drinks at the BBQ make you think you important, Ro Ransom sing-raps on "Donuts," All the champagne in the world wouldn't clear up your conscience. But the track, which has the New York rapper collaborating once more with Kensei Abbot, is less a shot at bourgeoisie hanger-ons than a dig at biters: We know the secrets your money and fame are concealing, Ransom hums, with a demented carny beat giving him the air of a predator toying with its lunch right before the kill. "Nobody turns up like Kensei Abbot and The Mystery Boy," Ransom said in an email to The FADER. "Just keep me very far away from any pink drugs. That's the moral of the story."