First of all, these men look sooo beautiful on the cover. Then the black and white flag behind them is a clear sign that politics are going to feature heavily. And the beautiful cover is an accurate prediction of what comes from the music. The skit interludes are a bit distracting but the music is so excellent that it overshadows the silliness of the skits. So Fresh, So Clean is a true representation of its namesake. Ms. Jackson is absolutely iconic and such a human story presented alongside some killer beats and licks. Only negative I have to say about that song is the genuine misogynist lyrics in the bridge (the rest of the song is surprisingly free of misogyny considering the subject matter). Not into the corny trap beat in Snappin n Trappin. Love the Killer Mike verses, his voice and flow are perfect fits for this album, wish I could hear him do a less corny song. The synth lick is also gross (derogatory). It's all good though because it comes right back in Spaghetti Junction. The flows are so punchy, they pull the best styles and beats from older skool rap and modernize them in a way that seamlessly fits the style. I'll Call B4 I Cum is a weird song lyrically, only because it's so unusual to see the hip hop flavour of sex music be actually feminist. Some great flows from Outkast and then lines from two female rappers is a cherry on top. then to go straight from the laid back loving of I'll Call right into the frantic energy of B.O.B. is whiplash but keeps your attention. I love the tone of the synth in B.O.B., I hear that tone a lot in Tobacco/Black Moth Super Rainbow sound and I love it. Then Xplosion is such an entrancing mix of unsettling, powerful, and that flavour of can't-look-away-from-the-train-wreck attraction. Love this coming right before the killer combo of Outkast Octane Energy with Erykah's smooth vibey style in Humble Mumble. A mid-song beat switchup will always tickle my brain. This is my first time actually paying attention to the lyrics though, and I'm so glad I did, they're beautifully heartbreaking in their bullseye politic. Gangsta Sh*t is less interesting to me overall though I love the echo-y guitar licks accompanying the flows. Toilet Trisha is devastating. Stankonia is just plain weird and is one of the album's misses in my opinion, though the gospel backing vocs kind of make up for it. The slowed-down ending is hilarious and almost redeems the rest of the song, makes me wonder if the whole thing was meant to be silly. Overall an excellent album that I'm very happy I heard before I died. I'm a longtime lover of Andre 3000 and this pairing is stellar, and the collabs they do over the course of the album are bespoke buttery smooth.