Is J Cole sincere or simply an apostle of Ovid?

Crooked Smile

(Ancient Text by Ovid, translated by Rolfe Humphries) and Crooked Smile (Contemporary Song by J Cole)

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In the works of Ovid, one can see a clear attempt to almost gamify the art of courtship and by extension love.  Especially in the third book, we can see these attempts geared towards women in their attempts to find a husband or spouse.  Such quotes offer advice like “Put on the finishing touches privately, out of our sight./Why do I have to know the cause of your lovely complexion?/Shut the studio door, don’t give the artist away!”(pg. 160, Ovid Book 3) and “So, take pains to improve the endowments nature has given;/With sufficient neglect, Venus would look like a hag”(pg. 156).  On the other hand, in the song “Crooked Smile” J Cole instead emphasizes that women should not focus on her physical appearance in order to find a spouse and that they should instead not focus on finding a husband but on their own inner beauty.  J Cole sings lines that state “You wake up, put makeup on/Stare in the mirror but its clear that you can’t face what’s wrong/No need to fix what God already put his paint brush on” and also “With all the pressure to look impressive and go out in heels/I feel for you/Killing yourself to find a man that will kill for you”.  J Cole also sympathizes with females as they are victim to a society that places a heavy emphasis on their physical appearance and their other flaws, stating “And when I tell you that you’re beautiful you can’t be sure/‘Cause he don’t seem to want you back/And it got you asking/So all you see is what you lacking/Not what you packing”. Ovid decides to instead utilize these societal pressures to manipulate women into behaving how he sees fit, and in doing so reinforces these stereotypes about men and women that pertain to their attraction and physical appearance respectively.

However, there are some similarities between these two works. The second book of Ovid mentions how one should “Let you mistress hear nothing but what they desire/…/Words that are sweet to the ear; make her be glad that you are there”(pg. 135, Book 2).  And as such, this is possibly the purpose of this song.  J Cole himself does mention how “I keep my twisted grill…/…/I got smart, I got rich, and I got b*tches still”, which first implies that his own deficient physical appearance might make him applicable to follow Ovid’s advice, and second also indicates that he maintains relations with multiple women; at least at the present moment.  This does raise into question the purpose of this song, as it potentially is a manner for him to attract other women to his clade.  After all, how many women who view themselves as less than desirable would appreciate a man who tells that he doesn’t care for physical appearance?

Ancient Text Excerpt:

“Put on the finishing touches privately, out of our sight./Why do I have to know the cause of your lovely complexion?/Shut the studio door, don’t give the artist away!”(pg. 160, Ovid Book 3)
“So, take pains to improve the endowments nature has given;/With sufficient neglect, Venus would look like a hag”(pg. 156)
“Let you mistress hear nothing but what they desire/…/Words that are sweet to the ear; make her be glad that you are there”(pg. 135, Book 2)

Key Lyrics:

“You wake up, put makeup on/Stare in the mirror but it’s clear that you can’t face what’s wrong/No need to fix what God already put his paint brush on”
“With all the pressure to look impressive and go out in heels/I feel for you/Killing yourself to find a man that will kill for you”
“And when I tell you that you’re beautiful you can’t be sure/‘Cause he don’t seem to want you back/And it got you asking/So all you see is what you lacking/Not what you packing”
“I keep my twisted grill…/…/I got smart, I got rich, and I got b*tches still”


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I’m on my way, on my way, on my way down
On my way, on my way, on my way down
You’re the one that was trying to keep me way down
But like the sun know you know I found my way back round
They tell me I should fix my grill cause I got money now
I ain’t gon’ sit around and front like I ain’t thought about it
A perfect smile is more appealing but it’s funny how
My shit is crooked look at how far I done got without it
I keep my twisted grill, just to show them kids it’s real
We ain’t picture perfect but we worth the picture still
I got smart, I got rich, and I got bitches still
And they all look like my eyebrows: thick as hell
Love yourself, girl, or nobody will
Oh, you a woman? I don’t know how you deal
With all the pressure to look impressive and go out in heels
I feel for you
Killing yourself to find a man that’ll kill for you
You wake up, put makeup on
Stare in the mirror but its clear that you can’t face what’s wrong
No need to fix what God already put his paint brush on
Your roommate yelling, “Why you gotta take so long?”
What it’s like to have a crooked smile
I’m on my way, on my way, on my way down
On my way, on my way, on my way down
You’re the one that was trying to keep me way down
But like the sun know you know I found my way back round
To all the women with the flaws, know it’s hard my darling
You wonder why you’re lonely and your man’s not calling
You keep falling victim cause you’re insecure
And when I tell you that you’re beautiful you can’t be sure
‘Cause he don’t seem to want you back
And it got you asking
So all you see is what you lacking
Not what you packing
Take it from a man that loves what you got
And baby girl you’re a star, don’t let ’em tell you you’re not
Now is it real? Eyebrows, fingernails, hair
Is it real? if it’s not, girl you don’t care
Cause what’s real is something that the eyes can’t see
That the hands can’t touch
That them broads can’t be, and that’s you
Never let ’em see you frown
And if you need a friend to pick you up, I’ll be around
And we can ride with the windows down, the music loud
I can tell you ain’t laughed in a while
But I wanna see that crooked smile
I’m on my way, on my way, on my way down
On my way, on my way, on my way down
You’re the one that was trying to keep me way down
But like the sun know you know I found my way back round
Crooked smile, we could style on ’em (back ’round)
Crooked smile, we could style on ’em (back ’round)
(You’re the one that was trying to keep me way down
Like the sun, I know you know I found my way back round)
We don’t look nothing like the people on the screen
You know them movie stars, picture perfect beauty queens
But we got dreams and we got the right to chase ‘em
Look at the nation, that’s a crooked smile braces couldn’t even straighten
Seem like half the race is either on probation, or in jail
Wonder why we inhale, cause we in hell already
I asked if my skin pale, would I then sell like Eminem or Adele?
Yo one more time for the ‘Ville
And fuck all of that beef shit, nigga let’s make a mil
Hey officer man, we don’t want nobody getting killed
Just open up that cell, let my brother out of jail
I got money for the bail now, well now
If you asking will I tell now? Hell naw
I ain’t snitching cause
Man, they get them niggas stitches now
If you was around, then you wouldn’t need a witness now
How you like this crooked smile?
I’m on my way, on my way, on my way down
On my way, on my way, on my way down
You’re the one that was trying to keep me way down
But like the sun know you know I found my way back round
Crooked smile, we could style on ’em (back ’round)
Crooked smile, we could style on ’em (back ’round)
(You’re the one that was trying to keep me way down
Like the sun, I know you know I found my way back round)

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