“She somehow echoes the rage behind Jay’s song while elevating the intelligence of its form, primarily by drawing attention to a menacing and unquestioned prevalence of sexualization and objectification of women within the gangster rap world.”

“RZA, somehow, through as few words as possible, beautifully conveys the impossibility of poverty, its social entrapments, and its natural liaison into crime and self-destruction.”

“I listen to Vice Rag on sloppy, dopey nights that end in solitude behind deadbolted doors, legs sprawled on the arms of a crusty loveseat as I succumb to the final of tonight’s many failures: brushing my teeth, taking my pills and climbing up onto my lofted bed above the city which innocently birthed me.”