J’Moris has never been the type to sugarcoat life. On Toxic Lovespell, he pulls up with no filter, no fantasy, and no fairytale ending. It’s smooth-talking therapy over slow-burn trap, a confessional from a man who’s been cuffed by the wrong love and came out with both scars and bars.
From the jump, you can tell this ain’t your average heartbreak project. J’Moris doesn’t ask for sympathy. He lights the mic up like it owes him something. Whether he’s mumbling through the smoke or dropping stone-cold one-liners, he’s got that grown man pain. Real. Heavy. Undeniable.
The production, mostly handled by Supamario Beatz, is clean but grimy. Velvet basslines. Drum kicks that sound like they’re knocking on your chest. It’s the kind of beat selection that doesn’t beg for attention—it demands it. And J’Moris floats on every one like it’s his personal confessional booth.
But it’s the lyrics that really slice deep. He’s not whining—he’s writing from the wounds. Lines like “You say you love me, but your love cut like a blade” hit different when you know he’s been through it. And yet, there’s a strange calm in the chaos. Like he’s finally done trying to fix what was never built right in the first place.
“Toxic Lovespell” isn’t trying to be relatable. It is relatable. Anybody who’s ever been wrapped up in something messy and addictive knows the feeling. The album doesn’t chase trends or TikTok sounds. It rides on vibe, vibe, and more vibe. Soulful, sour, sexy, and sad all at once.
And while the album clocks in at a tight runtime, it doesn’t feel like a moment—it feels like a chapter. Word is, J’Moris is already back in the studio, locked in, pushing for even deeper cuts on the next project. If Toxic Lovespell was the truth serum, whatever’s next might just be the exorcism.
He’s also expanding beyond the booth with his podcast Life Outside Lyrics, where he chops it up with Ticc and D. Hewitt, showing the same raw honesty off the record. The man’s building a brand, not just a buzz.
At the end of the day, Toxic Lovespell isn’t about getting over someone—it’s about getting real with yourself. And J’Moris? He’s never sounded more honest.
