There was a time in my life when I would have halfway liked this. I was a college kid occasionally sporting a backward baseball cap, which is who I think this is made for. Now, I just get irked by the slurred sexy pseudo-carefree affect of his vocals. Did it age poorly? Have I gotten old? Have I learned how to spot trust-fund jamming when I see it? We’ll never know. But I do know whatever G Love days I might have had are behind me.