What Type of X

A chrome-plated declaration of self, "What Type of X" hits like a neon sign flickering to life in a dark alley. The production is sleek and confrontational — trap hi-hats skitter over a bass that sits low and deliberate, punctuated by sharp brass stabs that feel almost cinematic in their swagger. Jessi's delivery is the engine here: husky, unapologetic, alternating between a near-spoken cool and explosive vocal surges that demand attention. The track doesn't build so much as it asserts — there's no soft entry, no invitation. It exists in a space where aggression and confidence become indistinguishable. Lyrically it orbits around self-classification, rejecting categories other people try to impose while gleefully claiming her own. For listeners who've felt boxed in or underestimated, it lands with cathartic weight. This is music for getting dressed before going somewhere you intend to be noticed. It belongs squarely in the late 2010s Korean hip-hop/R&B crossover moment when female artists began aggressively reclaiming the bravado that had long been coded masculine. Reach for it in a pre-game moment, a confident walk, or any situation requiring an emotional spine transplant.