Oh. My. God. I have never disliked an album so much. And why? Well, read on ........
This album is easily a handbook for the misogynistic breed of rapper. The only words in the album seem to be b**ch, ho, ni***r. Oh, and obviously Drake took a lot of time out on his yacht (surrounded by bi****s and his ni****s, of course) to work out exactly what ryhmes with f**k. Obviously a lot of brain cells and artistic integrity went into this album - NOT!!!!!!!!
If anyone else used the word n***er, they'd find themselves rightly ostracized, accused of being a racist, but when Drake spits it out every few seconds, no-one complains! I can't get my head around why someone would want to be called that AT ALL!!!!!!
There's not one thing in this album for women. Obviously the only women Drake is interested in are "hos" and - as he often calls them - bi****s. A step forward for feminism I think you'll agree - NOT!! That's when he's not bragging about substances or how much cash and how many yachts he has. Big deal, Drake - every one of your songs still sounds the same.
Now that we've perused the MENSA-level lyrics, let's look at the album as a whole. Well, as one of the b*****s Drake loves to talk about, I think his album is pretty damn rubbish. There's no emotion, no hooks, nothing even remotely memorable about any one of the songs on this album. He even makes a duet with Rihanna sound dull.
One to avoid if you have more than one brain cell.