I'm not even sure where to start with "Witch House", a genre coined as a joke and then canonized by Pitchfork. It is the most interesting thing I've found of late. It combines gothy emo emotion, pretty high-pitched synth melodies from 90s rave music, slowed down vocals, the occult ...and rap. It should be the worst thing ever, and that's part of it's charm–it is horrible and brilliant at the same time, as all the best art is.
It also perfectly describes how I feel right now in the crudest hyperbolic way possible:
You ain't shit to me –nah
You ain't piss to me –uh uh
You ain't spit to me –nah
Ya bitch, you shit/you can suck a dick for me