In the upset of the century, Travis Scott’s voice is not the first that you hear on JACKBOYS 2, the second iteration of the Houston rapper’s Cactus Jack compilation project. Ushering the listener into the label’s renegade world is the legendary Bun B, one-half of Texas rap icons UGK, touting the potential of Houston becoming the next rap stronghold, delivered in the form of a faux-radio interview. A fair amount of mythmaking and shot-calling occurs in the 30-second intro: Bun evokes DJ Screw’s immense impact and idyllic candy paint imagery before dropping an eye-widening statement, promising that JACKBOYS 2 will be the record to convince the rest of the country that Houston is up next. The claim is uttered in such a terse manner that it almost feels sarcastic when it hits your eardrums.

Yet, it falls in line with Travis’ bulletproof self-efficacy. In the years since the 2019 release of JACKBOYS, his standing as one of rap’s resident raging superstars has rarely been challenged, despite all the tragedy and tabloid gossip. He’s ballooned to the size of a red giant star, wielding spectacles like Astroworld and UTOPIA to move weight in merchandise and ticket sales with an unnerving constancy.

But as Cactus Jack’s label head, Travis’ attention has been somewhat neglectful. It’s hard out there for the likes of Don Toliver, SoFaygo (one album and a slew of low-impact EPs after signing in 2021), Sheck Wes (one full-length project since 2018), and the newly signed Wallie the Sensei. JACKBOYS 2 is another attempt to rectify this situation, where Travis tries to build a blockbuster event to let his charges showcase their stuff. Though, similar to the first edition, the Cactus Jack roster is relegated to supporting roles, reducing opportunities for an already shallow talent pool. It’s especially magnified by paint-by-numbers trap and rage production that coasts on the tenets what’s hot right now instead of pushing the envelope with quirkiness and individuality—whirring synths and pounding snares bleed together for songs at a time— while feeling devoid of earnest effort by its spearheading figure, manifesting in a record that pushes you closer to sleep than it does to rage.

It’s as if the crew attempted to translate the “big cinematic event” feeling that colors Travis’ albums (and, to a lesser extent, Toliver’s solo releases like 2021’s Life of a DON) into a compilation mixtape without any of the foundation needed to support it. It’s obvious from the outset: “Champain & Vacay” should break the doors down with Waka Flocka Flame ad-libs, but the subdued, spaced-out synths combine with Travis’ uninspired rebuttals at Pusha T creates a distractingly incongruous energy. It gets to the point where you begin to take Travis for his word when he raps, “On tracks not givin’ a fuck/On wax not givin’ a fuck,” on “2000 Excursion.” Even the superstar bells and whistles seem to be perfunctory on JACKBOYS 2—congratulations to 21 Savage’s ghostly ad-libs on “Kick Out” and Future and Playboi Carti’s obligatory weave over an unmemorable F1LTHY beat on “Where Was You”—which seems counterintuitive at its core.