Completely and totally abysmal. Not only does Kelly waste our hard earned money with the same old recycled themes from his last 3 albums the depth's of his filthiness is not followed up by superb producing, of which you could always count on him for. I have a number of issues with this release, the least of which is the fact that "Trapped In the Closet", truly does occupy the last 5 tracks. Why, I have no idea because he released a DVD of all five videos anyway, a format more appropriate for an operatic score, which is basically what the song encapsulates anyway.
Furthermore, if you are going to create a 20 minute song, do so creatively, by changing, modifying, and maturing the score as you go along. Here the same exact beat is used throughout, which is rather dissapointing, as the premise for the drama is rather interesting. Basically that song has more twists and turns that the writers for "All My Children" or "As the World Turns", could have ever come up with.
There are hits here, yet it is the same tired formula of having Kelly interpolate singing with rapping, alongside guest artists. Songs like "Playas Only" build upon that formula while hits like "Sex Weed", find Kelly making comparisons to a girl's abilities with that of marijuana. Her love is like the "chronic", a disturbing comparison only because hearing him talk about it and hearing Snoop talk about getting "blown" are apples and oranges. The least of which is that Snoop is believable.
Another song builds upon the sexiness of a woman wearing a man's clothing. An honest attempt at a erotica, "Put My T-Shirt On" has Kelly not only appreciating the effort but telling you what is going to do once you have indulged his fetish. So does "In The Kitchen", as well as "Remote Control". The list goes on as this album is more about the unusual, bizzare aspects of sexuality.
The fascinating aspect is that Kelly gave up the existential approach suggested on "Happy People/You Saved Me", for meaning tripe about sexuality that doesn't stand the test of time. At least then you could appreciate his musical abilities, but here, it is so totally about the sexuality that you'll question the mortality of your own in the process.