Look: Cardi isn't needed in the scene. She's a comic moonlighting as a rapper. Glo is the new youngins' darling, Meg has the hoochiness department covered, Doja has hits on lock, Nicki is delivering ego trips, Latto the sultriness, and my gurl Remy is. . .well, reliving her teens on IG. Unless Cardi takes the Eminem tongue-in-cheek clownery route of his debut videos, she'll tank. Her gift is her humor; she should capitalize on that and inject it in her vision. She's ill-advised. Call me, Cardi.