Ice Cube may have maxxed out early with this release: He covers the gambit of gangsta rap and does it superbly in his definitive style. It's no wonder The Predator and Lethal Injection feel lame in comparison. Though some have been disturbed by the album's content, calling it homophobic, sexist, racist, etc., I don't think that Ice Cube is saying that he's right, or that people should be what he raps about in his songs. Since it's infancy, rap and hip-hop have been more of a medium for painting pictures of black life and culture, and it's not always about being positive or making things better -- it's about getting the issues out on the table. This album represents the views of a pissed off, hetrosexual, black male, but doesn't offer any apologies. Taking middle ground on an ablum that is infused with rage doesn't make any sense. When Cube expresses his anger with Korean grocery store owners in black neighborhoods, it's more out of frustration and the feeling of a lack of black ownership, and it certainly doesn't call for violence against Koreans. I seriously doubt Ice Cube actually condones this type of violence. More to the point, the song is more about the anger that existed in black neighborhoods at the time, something many people were not aware of until the LA Riots.
Musically, the record is on point, with great beats and samples. I thought this CD showcased a little more funk in the music than AmeriKKKa's, which was a nice touch. The addition of How to Surive in South Central makes this album essential for 90s hip hop fans.