Review Summary: Listen, Sean Price is the nicest to write poems/I never sing the same shit, twice like Mike Jones1 of 2 thought this review was well written
Born a poor child, now lives life as a grown ass man and is still broke as ***, Sean Price takes the title of the “The Brokest Rapper You Know” with a certain pride about himself, and turns it into gold throughout all the heights of Jesus Price Supastar. Lyrically, he’s beating up everyone with pop culture references, clever punch lines, witty one-liners delivered with a voice that is at times both aggressive as *** and sentimental and depressed, and a flow that is elementary, my dear Watson.
“Aiyyo, millionaire monkeys microphone mix masters
Make money from music, the fo'-fifth faster
Slap a, b-boy knock his tooth out his grill
Sean Price be the truth in the 'Ville, listen
If ya, knock on my door I'm cockin the four
Free to escape from the law like Assata Shakur
For a dime a tack you can put your cock in a whore”
Sean Price is no slouch on the microphone, but unlike most with ability to write lyrics, he has a great ear for beats. At times his choices are mediocre, like with the sloppily put together and tedious soul of “P-Body”, but most of the tracks are soul-drenched in a good way. “Like You” takes a hint of Stoupe, The Enemy of Mankind’s eerie Golden Age-centric production style and adds a little bit of bounce to it, and Sean sounds completely comfortable on it.
So go through the list of the albums positives: Sean’s MCing, soulful instrumentals that have a certain bounce, groove, and liveliness that back up this rapping perfectly, and guests that don’t outshine Sean but don’t sound like worthless weed carriers. The only real negatives are a couple of mediocre instrumentals, and even then, Sean is enough to make it driving like in the lazy classical sampling of “King Kong”. Jesus Price Supastar isn’t a classic album, but it’s certainly one of the more solid rap albums that have ever been released in the twenty first century.