I don’t know why I bought this when I was in high school, but I didn’t get around to listening to it until now (almost twenty years later), and truthfully I thought it was downright awful. Across seventeen tracks, Lil’ Kim spends the majority of her time and lyrical ability to discuss the joys of having sex, how other women are stupid, and how much men love having sex with her, using a never-ending cascade of vulgarity and hostility that grows alternately tiresome and irritating. The word ‘bitch’ is used so much I never want to hear it again, and the album is made all the more frustrating because the tracks and their production are all solid and radio-ready, it’s just that the lyrics are aggressively off-putting. By the time the final two tracks (“Hold On” and “I’m Human”) come around, replacing superficiality and arrogance with mourning and melancholy, it’s a jarring, hypocritical shift that only serves to highlight just how little meat there is on the overall album.
Rating: ★ (out of 5)