Somewhere between pure braggadocio and tongue-in-cheek humor lies the collection of bangers that is Mastermind, exactly what you’d expect from Rick Ross: more rap about how ridiculously wealthy he is, appropriately Maybach Music. “Supreme” opens with Katt Williams describing a visit to Rozay’s new 109-room crib (which he bought from Evander Holyfield for $5.8 million. Yup.), and mentions that he saw 30 bitches and 30 rooms and was still on the wrong side of the house. This is likely true, but that’s neither here nor there. Songs like “Drug Dealer’s Dream,”Walkin’ On Air,” and “The Devil is a Lie” sound like they were dipped in a sweet sauce of Versace bags, cocaine and hundred dollar bills in a blender. ”Thug Cry” and “In Vein” keep the emotional/reflective side present on the album, giving it at least 2 dimensions. The production on this album fits Ross perfectly and feels cohesive, with the exception of “Sanctified,” which screams Kanye right from the beginning. “Sanctified” and “The Devil is a Lie” are real standouts on this album – so because the former is the album’s less-promoted statement piece, while the latter is the riding/trapping/feeling rich music I keep coming back to Rick Ross for.
Mastermind isn’t exactly shattering the paradigms of rap, but it certainly is dope. Rozay and his guest features deliver solid verse on solid verse. Don’t skip the intro on this album – it explains everything you need to know about Rick Ross. When you’re ready for feeling rich, peep below.