Debut studio album for Johnathan Michael Porter: 41 minutes, 16 songs, 13 producers, 9 guests, 4 singles, 3 charts, 1 Blueface.
The charts actually bounce it, and it's strange for a record released by Cash Money and Republic Records: it doesn't make it into the Billboard top 50 and struggles even in the rnb / hip-hop chart. Of the four singles released, none make it to the Hot 100. Commercially, it's a bit of a flop — his debut mixtape fared much better — and critics aren't spared either: HipHopDX is famously known for giving generous ratings to all type of albums, for this tape it doesn't go beyond a 4.8/10. And it confirms itself generous, in fact: the insults and rants about this album have been many. And they're all deserved, because this album is horrible: sixteen short sexual and misogynistic tracks, made up of generic pop rap beats and ridiculous, offensive and inexcusable lyrics. The length is just over 40 minutes, but all the songs are the same and it soon becomes a generic and difficult listening, also due to an annoyingly effortless, bad delivery style. Among the guests, only Polo G is decent. 1.5/10.
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