I figure, if you're gonna get dirty, you might as well get as abso-fuckin'-lutely dirty as you can. It's just mud.
Shouts out to to Ty Dollas, Shouts out to Left Brizzle, Shouts out to eightbitsamurai, Shouts out to Frankie O-sheeaaan...
I was really dissapointed by Earl Sweatshirt's album last year. Chum was a good track which worked with his monotone delivery, but it felt like he slept-walked for the rest of it. Wolf was better out of Tyler's releases, for me. I liked Yonkers, but the tracks started to blend in to each other after a while. Not a huge Odd Future fan, but at the very least they provide an interesting perspective in hip-hop.
No way, OF is not a guilty pleasure, they're very good for a group of kids just being hooligans and Earl at least has a promising future in front of him. Or at a minimum, they're not trash or mud, that's just mean. Yung Lean is a guilty pleasure. Young Thug is a guilty pleasure. Drake is guilty as sin and I eat him up like cake.
Right, this is a talented group of MCs and Tyler is clearly a creative individual beyond just rap.
On second thought you're right, I actually think there is something notably real going on with OF because you can clearly see talent in what they themselves are doing. And don't forget Frank Ocean, i can't speak of a "future" but he already made it pretty big.
Totally, I wish I could have felt half as talented when I was their age. I know they get some flack for being "immature" or whatever, but there's FAR more extreme examples of that in the hip-hop community. Even then, I have trouble condemning or castigating, for instance, ICP, because they do mean something to someone, it's not as if all hiphop to be "real" has to be superlatively poetic application of "Myth of Sisyphus" in the backdrop of urban decay. Ditto on Frank Ocean, his early stuff was just awful, but he definitely got with the right people for Channel Orange and fucking slayed. And of course he is just fucking beautiful. 
But where are your castles and your towers, pablo. Shout out to Hotline Miami, I guess, heh.