Rucker's sophomore effort is as exciting and thought-provoking as her 2001 debut, Supa Sista, and both should stand for a long time to come as eloquent expressions of a strong single black mother living in urban America (or, in Rucker's case, Philadelphia). The self-explanatory "Lonely Can Be Sweet" debunks the media image that all such women are simply waiting to exhale. In the heady wah-wah guitar-led "Q & A," she asks, "What's your holy trinity? Power, money, sex. Who's your worst enemy? Me." On "Untitled Flow" she spits, "Don't underestimate me because I do poetry," as producer King Britt matches her anger with urgent keyboard chord stabs. In a continuation of a prominent theme from her debut, she criticizes the contrived thuggery of commercial hip-hop artists by deflating their egos. "Take that fake identity back to the store and get a refund," she says derisively. Use your money to pick this up instead.