consent

Joji struggles to craft an album, only being able to provide singles mixed together into a compilation. The repetition of his trademark "woe is me/I can't do love" lyrics, along with his whispered falsetto, creates a nauseating listening experience that's thankfully only a half-hour.

Nearly every moment of Kanye-and-JayZ's-Circlejerk-Extravaganza is boring and uninspired. You'll find a slight twinkle of inspiration, something that isn't about the duo's prowess, but all roads lead to Rome, more or less. Its braggadocios theming lacks the self-awareness of MBDTF, or even the arguable purpose of Yeezus. The production is extravagant and dull, leaving no underlying messages—just the obviousness of its technicality and volume.

I'll never understand the hate for this album. The production's insanely good and Nas is awesome. Bonjour's also one of his best songs.

Even ignoring Nas' poetry, the production and rapping is musically amazing, and it's short enough to have you wanting more.