
Nineteen minutes of chaotic, off-kilter West Coast rap. Minimalist beats provide a skeletal frame for a flow that purposefully ignores the metronome.
It's the album that sounds like he's trying to outrun the beat and somehow winning.
A high-stakes, chaotic energy that thrives on rhythmic unpredictability and pure charisma.
The writing leans a touch further into humor satire than the rest of the catalogue.
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