This album is overflowing with garden variety house music, the kind found in garish, overpriced nightclubs and played ad nauseum at ear-splitting levels. These standard beats do nothing to stir up any excitement, let alone thoughts of dancing, and could be unnoticeably interchanged among themselves from song to song. Even the attempts at humor on this album fall flat, like the lame "Public Announcement Skit" in which Darth Vader claims that he likes touching himself in public or the equally stupid fake public service announcement about safe sex, "Black Fu Condom-mints Skit." The album's only true funk song, "Rollin' Paper & Bush," is actually decent, or at least more palatable than the rest of the album. More songs like this one would have been a drastic improvement. On the other hand, "Earth Hoes," which follows, is a forgettable, obnoxious track that seems inspired by too many ill-advised late-night viewings of Earth Girls Are Easy.
A joyless disappointment, Nuttin' Butt Funk has very few moments of interest and is best forgotten as quickly as possible.
