His lack of effort is consistently an issue throughout the record. The simple instrumental on “Massive” makes for an effective dance groove, but his singing is identical to what he was putting out a decade ago, and we’ve heard these mediocre melodies hundreds of times at this point. His rapping on “Sticky” is actually a highlight, but the pounding beat leaves him with nowhere to go. “Flight’s Booked” and “Overdrive” are fundamentally competent as well, but offer nothing new beyond their first 30 seconds.
The run between “Down Hill,” “Tie That Binds,” and “Liability” may be the most lifeless I’ve ever heard, and they essentially end the record. “Jimmy Cooks” is tacked on to ensure there’s at least one track here that goes viral, and while it is the best the album has to offer, it only further highlights the utter lack of variety that more features might have helped fix. Someone needed to hop on and change things up, because Drake himself simply refuses to.