The corporeal Fat Tony lives and exists right now in this time and age but the Fat Tony spirit lives and exists in some as-yet-to-be-determined future time and age. Smart Ass Black Boy sounds like it was built inside of a video game that nobody's thought of yet. Smart Ass Black Boy sounds like it's the subconscious of a self-aware robot.
Smart Ass Black Boy sounds like if you Bluetooth-connected the Internet into a Bose Soundlink speaker. (All of the songs were produced by Atlanta's Tom Cruz and he did a very good job, obviously.) It's full of meta jokes told without smiling ("I can't see me coming out of her thighs, so I gotta make her man cry") and meta jabs at latent racism and gentrification (all of "Hood Party") and stratospheric intonations ("Frenzy").