Lax-n-stripped shorty-discharge embodied by the final track's title: "This Me, Fuck It." The carefreewheelin' disposition bears stylish persona aplenty and a refreshing sense of ataraxia, flows and particularly the beats seize quite the clarity-bolster -- but his usually cunning braggadocio is rendered into shuffling about in the ho-hum as are the monotonous choruses, and the whole of it emits an aura of inessential lenience. Worth it for shining production via Zaytoven/Timbaland/etc., a winning+Shinobi-referencing Lil Wayne verse, and the semi-charm of offhand oeuvre from a guy pushing 40 who apparently just Felt Like Rappin'.
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