Snoop Dogg is a national treasure. To call him anything else is a reduction. Through whatever ups and downs, goofy phases, and name changes he's undergone, Calvin Broadus Jr. has never lost his energy. While countless rappers began to pretend years ago, or lost the desire to even pretend, Snoop has kept it relatively fresh. Granted, he spent plenty of time struggling to stay youthful in musical appearance, and has seemingly never turned down the check for a feature (honestly, would you?), but somehow, over time, these qualities have become as endearing as any other aspect of the man that is the Dogg.

Nonetheless, having already played the casual godfather on To Pimp a Butterfly, when he returned with Neva Left this year, it seemed he was finally accepting his position as an elder statesman, assuming the role of Uncle Snoop that he'd long parroted but never quite settled into. The album was a vibrant collection of breezy, laid back throwback standards, and found a wizened Snoop in fine, if not urgent, form.

He has, however, sounded fully engaged in his criticisms of our national embarrassment of a President. Hence, it's tempting to imagine that the more or less impromptu release of his second outing of 2017, M.A.C.A. (Make America Crip Again, naturally), will be full of barbs and blistering words for the Trump administration. While the Cheeto in Chief obviously comes up, this is overall more of business as usual for Snoop Dogg.

The title track does indeed open the affair with a political mindset, but Snoop quickly coasts back in to his comfort zone. Thankfully, the space remains as comforting for the rest of us as always. The truth is, Snoop doesn't have to do a lot. His omnipresent, vibrant voice sounds great over just about anything, and the good will he's earned over nearly 25 damn years carry the majority of the weight here. He seems to know it, too, boasting over ‘Dis Finna Be a Breeze’, an album highlight with its hypnotic, slight reggae influenced beat. Kid Capri, hot off his presence on DAMN., drops in to produce ‘Good Foot’, bringing out the best in Snoop. To be sure, the EP isn't without its minor stumbles, there's a regrettable Chris Brown appearance, and ‘None of Mine’ suffers from a frail beat and tired chorus charading as a hook.

Never one to lose control, Snoop rights the ship before the conclusion, gracing an energetic backdrop on the remix of ‘Sportscenter’, before close collaborator Dum-Funk concludes the album with the effortless, infectious brand of funk he's known for on ‘Fly Away’. All in all, this is perhaps far from a necessary addition to its creator's vast catalog, but it is clever enough not to overstay its welcome. Clocking in at 30 minutes, it breezes by, something of a leisurely victory lap for an aging icon who's had a great year.