Lack of sexual self-control dominates this disc. One after another, testosterone-induced tunes talk about “gettin’ sweaty” and “sticky,” “lickin’ thighs,” “humping,” getting naked and doin’ some “freaky s—.” Expletives abound. Also, the opening of “Feenin” promotes marijuana use with the line, “Hit me. (Sound of someone inhaling deeply) All the chronic in the world couldn’t even mess with you; you’re the ultimate high.”
Worthless trash from start to finish. What’s more, one member of Jodeci thanks “everybody at Christ Gospel Church 4 their constant prayers,” though it’s doubtful their intercession had anything to do with this smut reaching store shelves. The disc’s title says it all. This group needs therapy.