Okay, a quick recap.

The opening track "Chyna White" is unique because it manages to perfectly bridge the stylings of Foxy's first and third albums, and I suppose you can call this progression (or degression, in my opinion). Foxy's flow is boring and the beat is a bit too radio-friendly, but the subject matter is straight out of Ill Na Na, with Foxy fully incorporating her "kingpin bitch" image, taking it to the streets with cautionary tales but still lacking the fire and hunger she displayed on the debut. On the contrary, "My Life" is a perfect example of Foxy slowly regressing more and more into the shallow, egostical, and obnoxious Lil Kim persona. All Foxy cares about is her riches and how everybody is jealous of her because of it, which is just the kind of subject matter that makes me push the skip button. Do her lyrics save the track? Nope. It seems that since Jay-Z is no longer her ghostwriter as of this album, "her" lyrics have suffered tremendously. The beat is somewhat boring too.

But regardless of how hard she tries, Foxy just can't avoid mediocrity this time around. Is it my fault I'm so rough on her? Of course not. When you've got a really solid first album and come back about three levels below what you had in the past, there's a problem. "Job" for instance... is just... bad. An obnoxious Mya appearance unseranades your eardrums with constant offkey crooning and unnecessary funk guitars sets the backdrop for Foxy's somewhat decent... yet bored... delivery, proving that the "R&B-rap single" style doesn't always work. "I Can't" isn't much better. On here, Foxy teaches her female demographic how to use their... ahem... "bodyparts" to get what they want. Clearly Lil Kim subject matter here, further cementing my suspicions of a horrid Foxy crossover. The song's subject matter and lyrics won't enthrall anybody, and if anything, the beat and decent hook can somewhat put you through the track. "Bonnie & Clyde Part II" finds the old duo of Jay and Fox' coming back together for their weakest collaboration ever, without a doubt. The 1999 sell-out Jay-Z is in full form here and backed by Foxy's average cadence, there really isn't much worthy here. Yes, the concept is almost identical to the one Jay used years later with Beyonce on a track entitled... yup... "03 Bonnie and Clyde". How creative.

Sadly, that intermission of good music doesn't last. Foxy goes back to mediocre, below-average musicmaking rather fast, and it boggles my mind as to why you'd WANT to do a song with a "derty souf" rapper. Well she does a song with three. "Ride (Down South)" features Cash Money's former hero Juvenile and 8-Ball and MJG, who suck. This kind if brainfreezing rap is horrendous, with constant flashy remarks and jewelry flossing; it makes me sick. All four performances are just tremendously bad. The track is simply one big volcanic erruption of commercialism with average lyrics, an average beat, and virtually no depth or substance at all. Does a song need depth? Not always... but then again... when have you ever heard an 8-Ball song with substance?