Its a good thing that the people outraged over Eminems Grammy nomination havent heard this album. Necro easily trumps Slim Shady in terms of sheer sick-and-twistedness. Please understand- THIS IS NOT AN ENDORSEMENT. This album features just about everything bad about hip-hop, every reason that people love to hate it. Necros rhymes are excessively violent, scatological, profane, pornographic, and misogynistic. Is there any other manner of offensiveness that I forgot to mention? The production was the only thing keeping me from throwing this disc out the window. Necro produced all the tracks, and the beats are undeniably head-nodding, which is a small step towards redeeming his rhymes. Nice beats aside, I Need Drugs is best described as sixty-five minutes of lunatic ranting (the track Cockroaches is a perfect example). In fairness to Necro, however, maybe we should consider that his insanity probably results from the joking he must have endured for his lisp.