And dreamy it is, as you let the sounds wash over you: gorgeous harmonies, exquisite falsetto lead vocals, and lush R&B production rule the day on a dozen honey-smooth ballads about -- well -- there's the problem. Women are described as property, bitches, and worse in songs like "I Luv Your Girl," an apology of sorts to a friend whose sweetheart is "on my d--k" now. Sexual fantasies are described in gratuitously graphic detail; drinking and smoking weed are a given; and there's enough product placement (clothing, car, and liquor brands) to make some of the songs sound almost like commercials. Still, The Dream delivers some sexy, dramatic, and beautiful music. Just don't listen to the words.