I listened to this as an audiobook, and that might have contributed to how much I enjoyed it. The reader certainly had fun with it. Iceberg Slim tells the story of his rise, fall, second rise and second fall as one of the nation's top pimps with the same sort of clever language and tongue-in-cheek bravado as 90s gangsta rap. Or I should say 90s gangsta rap is just like Iceberg Slim, because none of it would exist without him. Half the fun of this book is hearing all the slang. His story spans from the 1920s to the 60s, and the lingo evolves and changes as the times change. The violence and misogyny inherent in the pimp profession is rawly and brutaly presented, and Slim manages to stay just slightly out of the realm of pure exploitation. Just slightly.