Deep in the album, 'Dressed Like Rappers' represents one of his few truly lucid moments as he examines 'real life / what does it feel like?' He finally looks in the mirror and sees himself. Throughout all his drugged out misadventures Zaywop constantly wavers between wanting to clean up, live with his lover, and be a good father, but at the same time trying to be 'rich as a bitch in a drop.' These aren't even goals that conflict for most, but it's all Isaiah can think about while he's wasted. Songs like 'Bday' and 'A lot' are hazy, xan'd out stream of conscious raps that perfectly illustrate his total inability to concentrate on one idea when faded. Isaiah pours out his soul on this project and he's not scared to show the highest highs of hedonistic living nor the burnt out lows of the aftermath. Cilvia Demo proved his lyrical ability and The Sun's Tirade proves his mastery of one of the hardest but most important elements of hip hop: putting your life on wax. 'I'm not no mother***ing maybe / I'm for mother***ing real, dog' he says on '4r da Squaw.' He's not wrong. When TDE considers dropping you twice for not having music ready something is majorly wrong considering TDE's horrible release schedule, but they pick their artists for a reason after all. Flooded with new money and fame it's easy to see why Zaywop went off on a rampage fueled by weed, xanax, and alcohol, his family and the music be damned. To pen down one solid concept is impossible as this album soars all over, exploring within the bounds of Isaiah's life since dropping Cilvia Demo. How do you write about something you absolutely love but where there is no topic except the lack of topic? Well, that's a lie. I've tried to write a review for this album numerous times since it came out and I've decided that I could never do it justice. Review Summary: 'Doing what they can't and want'

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