Combining Kid Rock’s country-ish side with the horror show hip-hop of the Insane Clown Posse, Boondox’s third effort is swampy and creepy with doom, gloom, and murder on the brain, unless it jarringly decides it is party time. Past the trashy trilogy of “In Between” (“Grab my balls and make me cough”) “Toast to the Fam” (“A Juggalo scarecrow with a beer bong”), and “Lezbehonest” (“Rainbow sticker on her Prius mean she always getting lucky”), the album goes for the jugular and explores the Georgia rapper’s tortured soul. The confessional, “Family Tree,” is the best example of Boondox as a strong and even serious lyricist, as the song goes from his current state of unrest back to “the trailer where it all happened” and a childhood with a “family that’s more than unstable”. The Psychopathic label’s in-house producer/guru Mike E. Clark does a great job packaging these tracks in crunching guitars and horror movie keyboards along with some banjo, slide guitar, and other front porch instruments that point to the rapper’s Southern roots. Good news is, the lighter cuts are nearly as strong as the dark numbers, and the distance between the two won’t seem so vast to Psychopathic fans who have cut their teeth on ICP and Twiztid.