AllMusic wrote that "the Detroit artist opted for a more respectable route, rapping more about himself and why he's so great than the trademark horror tales that made albums such as Judgement Day and Kill the Fetus such cult favorites."[3]The Village Voice thought that "it’s intermittently irritating or annoying—the production is mega-chintzy, and boy does he hate women (hook of 'Ozonelayer': 'You bitch/you bitch/you bitch you bitch you bitch you bitch you bitch')—but it doesn’t get anywhere near boring, or overfamiliar."[4] The Windsor Star opined that the album "provides more musical variety than most radio stations, with rap, dance, rock and even corny '50s- sitcom-influenced tracks."[5]
^Pearson, Craig (23 Apr 1999). "Wicked words: Detroit's underground rap phenom Esham is on the edge and on his own with acid rap". Windsor Star. p. B3.
