Kevin, transformed by his proximity to an A-list celebrity, has made this album to prove to the world that he's more than just a dancer. He's not. He's much, much, much less. He got his wife to bankroll this dreadful mockery of rap and now he wants you to buy it. Don't. Send him a message by not buying this album. Send him the message, "Kevin, you can't rap. You have no discernible talent. No one's listening. Go away." Eminem will not be losing a single second of sleep.
What's wrong with being a dancer, anyway?