ocr: The sexcapades continue on cuts like Butta-rew-Co, Skin Care" and "Daddiez Home, songs that leave no bodily fluid, function or orifice untouched. Crude, yes, but the whole thing reeks of good-natured, juvenile fun-the man is clearly having a blast, to the point of cracking himself up on a few songs. And don't mistake the album for a misogynistic, female-bashing trip, either. He speaks of woman bluntly, but lovingly, with the "B" word rarely toppling from his lips. He even shows a romantic side on the faux syrupy ballad "IMet My Baby at VIM, which-to the tune of thumping bass kicks and cheesy x ...
