Thankfully, Lil Mama is more than a pretty face: She's got a tough, focused, and thankfully cuss-free flow. What's even cooler? She can have fun without resorting to cheap fluff, and she isn't trying to be something she's not, even if it's consequently a little hard to figure out what she is, exactly. Stylistically, VYP is all over the map. The eclecticism could be her way of proving that she's got depth, but BK-borough connect aside, she's no MC Lyte. Not when she's "repping for the hood" with the cluttered and draggy "Stand Up," in which she observes: "I come from a place in Harlem where the streets look like Africa." I'm not going to fact-check anyone's struggles, but unless she's referring to the Senegalese guys on 116th Street, it comes off a little forced.
Naturally, there's a handful of party tracks, including current hit "Shawty Get Loose," featuring Chris Brown and T-Pain: not bad, kind of frisky, but standard-issue club. Mo better is "What It Is (Strike a Pose)," with its slurred go-go groove and (once again) T-Pain, who is miraculously painless. But somewhere amid all the smart rhymes ("I'm so ahead of myself I gotta start a new life") and sincere emotion, there appears "Truly in Love," wherein Lil Mama's vocals are so girly that Madonna's "True Blue" sounds like Norwegian death metal by comparison. Not a bad debut, finally, but someone should tell her that speaking for the young people doesn't mean merely becoming Shanice with attitude.