At 17 tracks, Drake's newest album, err, mixtape is way too long. And the production, usually one of the stronger parts of Drake records, is a bit lackluster. Plus his flow is a little more turned up than usual, giving us at times a more aggressive delivery than we are used to getting from Drake. And yet despite all the faults, this is better than most rap that has come out in the past few years. It's strange but you have to have qualifiers when it comes to Drake. His type of rap isn't for everyone, but you gotta acknowledge he is very good at delivery his little niche. So good that he's made doubters believers, including myself. And it's clear he has a lot to get off his chest, spreading across way too many focused and detailed tracks. It's a great late night record, perfect for a city side drive or headphones in bed. It evokes. And while I'm glad this isn't his official album, it's damn near good enough to be.