"YEEEAAAHHHH", "HA,HA". Honestly, this album was just an ad-lib monster. I truly could not really follow Jeezy's first official studio release. Whatever he was saying on "TM:101" was overshadowed by the repetitive ad-libs, that ultimately would go on to inspire trap rap's now massive usage of ad-libs to make up for lackluster lyrics. This is not to say that what Jeezy was saying was not important, for example on both The JUSTICE League helmed "Don't Get Caught" and on album opener "Thug Motivation 101" where on the former I started sweating like I just got pulled over myself even though I was just standing in my kitchen, and on the former I could just feel the roaches crawling on my skin as was mentioned in the opening lines, even though it was daytime. And I was cooking up a meal, though over the course of having my ear to the record I felt as if I was cooking up a bag to earn a meal. The hooks were infectious, just check the singles "Soul Survivor", "Air Forces" or album cuts like "Bottom Of The Map"- the whole album was full of memorable hooks, but not really any memorable verses save for the guests like Trick Daddy, Bun B, or T.I.P. pulling the weight of bar-for-bar MCing, while Jeezy tasked himself to craft contagious choruses to fit over the trunk-rattling club banger instrumentals by some of Southern's finest in Mannie Fresh, Nitti, and Drumma Boy. Even though TM:101 wasn't exactly lyrically dexterious, and one may come out with the knowledge on how to weigh things on a triple beam more than any knowledge of self, "TM:101" is still entertaining as a blaxploitation flick in the 70's - an aura of danger and promiscuity encapsulates the record but it's still at arm's length. And for those hating on the light lyrical content, Jeezy still was "Young" at this stage in his career and had many more years to become the trap-rap lyricist giant he is known as today.