Such scatterbrained randomness makes sense once you hear Veeze’s unpredictable twist on Detroit rap. Instead of following the conversational blueprint of local legends like Babyface Ray and Peezy, he’s more of a rambler in the style of mixtape-era Lil Wayne or Young Thug. His voice and flow are distinct: scratchy, screechy, unrushed. His songs are full of bizarre Auto-Tune tweaks and druggy murmurs that combine forces with punchlines that are funny because they’re not trying too hard to be funny.