Cube, man. When does he sleep? One day he's XXX, the next he's a driving Nia Long's bratty kids around in Are We There Yet? Then he drops an album whose title makes me laugh out loud. Then I listen to it and am blown back by how few cracks he's showing (especially next to Uncle Ladies Love Cool J). This is hot. The beats on this thing are some drippy, Hollywood shit, and Cube's so-West-Coast-it's-actually-in-the-ocean twang is still humorous, still saying politically salient thangs. The retrospective Growin' Up is interesting, and Smoke Some Weed is the most powerful budda track of 06. As we learn on it, 'Even Robert Downey hits the bong.' Who knew?