Review Summary: There is no antonym for the word "Jackpot", but I think "Chingy" might have changed that.
Every year for Christmas, me and a few friends do what we like to call a "sh_tty gift exchange", where we do exactly what the title suggests; we give one another sh_tty gifts as a joke. Not only did I get this CD as a gift in one of these exchanges, but it was a used, clean edit version. Wow, what a combo. Good find, Tyler. When I decided to give it a listen, I opened the case to see a disc that had "Jenny's" written on it in blue marker. That's a promising start; someone with questionable taste in music returned this CD so
it must be good. Since I promised my friend I'd write a review up after I listened to it, I put it in and attempted to convince myself that I wasn't listening to a Chingy CD, and took in
Jackpot with an open mind.
There is only one redeeming quality about this album, and that is the first track "He's Herre" That's strictly because of the instrumental, which isn't even phenomenal, it's just simply good. Aside from the first track, there's really not much one could say about this record. It's forgettable because it brought nothing to the table. It becomes hard to distinguish between the songs because they just start to blend together. That is, until "Holidae In" comes up and breaks the monotony with appearances by two well-established rappers, Snoop Dogg and Ludacris. Even Luda's verse is nothing to write home about. After that, it's back to the same old grind. Bad and sub-par lyrics with average to mediocre instrumentals fill the entire length of this album. It's just elbows-up, might-sound-good-in-the-club hype music. If that's all you're expecting out of this album, then you'll be thoroughly pleased, because that's all it is.
Not even Luda and Snoop could save
Jackpot. Damn you, Jenny.
