So while I think Kim Burrell is a homophobic jackass whom I wouldn’t lend spit to in the Third Circle of Hell, I have to admit that this shit kinda slaps. However, please note that after I first heard this song on Spotify, I heard the following: “Aye, aye. Step back, motherfucker. Watch out!” And then I heard the sound of guns go off. For those unfamiliar, that’s from the track “Mount Kushmore.”


God did create weed or whatever.

I could definitely play “Words Are Few” with my mama in the car and not be worried she’s going to pull over and dose me with holy water for wasting her time. He wouldn’t necessarily get a “TAKE YOUR TIME!” if he performed this at church, but he would get more than the basic clap you have to give everyone singing because it’s church. That’s quite a feat for the man behind “Sexual Eruption,” which is a different kind of religious experience for me, but I need to keep with the theme of this post.

I’m not surprised that the Clark Sisters agreed to work with Snoop, because while they are strong Christian women, they tend to keep it current. I’m fairly certain that Karen Clark Sheard in particular would record with Nicki Minaj if the coin and the Christ levels were high enough. That’s a compliment, believe it or not. I love her.

Now, there are some songs that are more or less Uncle Snoop playing the role of Kirk Franklin, but if you can get Faith Evans to do something for you, you very much should just shut up and let her handle it. Amen.


Admittedly, I listen to the chopped and screwed versions of most gospel tracks (especially Mary Mary, although Mean Mary Trump definitely has decreased my listens substantially), so I know a lot of y’all are taking me with a grain of holy salt. Nevertheless, I want to commend Snoop for being bold enough to go from Murder Was the Case to Jesus handling the legal fees and my salvation.

I’m surprised that Snoop didn’t reach out to Monica for a collaboration, though. If you follow Monica on Instagram or have just ever heard Monica speak, she, too, is a Christian who will pull out her gun and pistol-whip you and pray over your body. I cannot wait for her to become my favorite megachurch pastor. When that day comes, I hope she invites Snoop to perform every and now then. I’d tithe for that.


If these saved-Snoop tunes don’t do it for you, please note that he also has another project out entitled 220. That eight-song collection is typical hedonism. You’re welcome either way.