"Scrapyard" is the perfect word to sum up this album, hands down. It’s an incredibly hard album to categorize because it blends so many different genres—rap, lo-fi, ambient, and emo-style music—into a complex and unexpected mix. The way the music is created here is unlike anything I’ve heard before. The shifts in tone and style are jarring in the best way possible, with some moments feeling dreamlike and others almost aggressive. The backing music itself is a whirlwind, moving from calm lo-fi ambient vibes to intense, bass-pounding beats that hit you with a surprising force. 

What stands out the most are the songs that feel completely unique—these tracks really stick with you. The beats are intricately crafted, the vocal performances are quirky and fascinating, and the lyrics, though simple, hit hard. The vocals on the album are unpredictable in the best way: some tracks feature heavily distorted, almost experimental vocals that sound otherworldly, while others offer crisp, clear delivery that’s easy to follow. 

The opening of the album is incredibly strong, with its bold and avant-garde choices that really grab your attention. It sets a tone of unpredictability that continues throughout the beginning. However, as the album moves into the middle section, the creativity feels a little more subdued. There are moments where the tracks feel more conventional, and some vocal performances didn't quite land the way I hoped. Yet, even in these moments, the album’s unique production and vibe still manage to shine through. 

Fortunately, the last two songs really bring everything together. They might seem more straightforward compared to the rest of the album, but they’re still well-crafted and help to provide a satisfying conclusion. The production throughout is offbeat and strange, but that’s what makes the album so compelling to listen to. It’s experimental, it’s raw, and it pushes the boundaries of what genre fusion can sound like when it’s done right. This album isn’t just a collection of tracks; it’s a glimpse into what happens when music refuses to stay in any one lane and instead thrives in the chaos of creative freedom.