Waka Flocka Flame’s Flockaveli is a very long album that has a lot of filler. Flocka himself makes very few attempts at being coherent, lyrically aside from the closing track “Fuck The Industry” and the narrative “For My Dawgz,” which chronicles his life from growing up in Queens to migrating south and getting it going with his music. It’s loose and aggressive, borderline forcing its way into another category of music altogether. Waka Flocka Flame is a black hole of talent saved by a vast wealth of infectious hooks and huge charisma. The Brick Squad saves the album with their individual performances, but not by much. There is a gang element on this album that is subliminal but clearly present. Listeners can take what they are meant to from that aspect, I suppose.
You already know the force of “Hard In Da Paint” and “Oh Let’s Do It,” both proven club bangers that have set the streets on fire.
Producer Lex Luger is almost Reggaetonian in his ability to make multiple songs from the same basic beat, something Erick Sermon mastered two decades ago with his Zapp and Roger pilferage. Almost every single song he produced on this album is one or two elements off from being the exact same composition. The only noticeable differences in production come on “Smoke, Drank,” “Fuck The Club Up,” which features Pastor Troy and Brick Squad member Slim Dunkin, as well as a deep slow pace, deeper 808s and keys.
The one note production is also a negative artistically, but undeniably effective in its goals to provoke listeners. If this music continues to push into its own subgenre, then this album deserves the credit as the starting point. When judged purely on its Hip-Hop merit, Flockaveli is too poor lyrically to warrant a high rating of any sort. (Via Planetpill)