Supermarket, written by Bobby Hall aka Grammy-nominated rapper Logic, is entertaining enough despite having only the thinnest for ingredients. It's an "easy read" story which will keep some readers going, but the going doesn't include much plot depth, character development, or real originality. Crossover fans have inflated the ratings, and that's all right.

Supermarket is Clerks meet Fightclub, except it's not as nearly funny or hard-edged. Instead of a depressed Edward Norton, we get a depressed kid named Flynn. Instead of Tyler Durden, we get libido-driven Frank. Instead of an underground fight club, we get flirtations between the aisles of a supermarket. Instead of Project Mayhem, we get a guy named Red who aims to break Flynn out of a psychiatric ward so he can face his demon head on.

Ironically, it's his creative overextension that makes it uniquely terrible. Much of the story is borrowed right out of his life, with enough Easter eggs to entertain his fans for months. That's not to say this is an autobiography. He inserted snippets of life into the story, a bit haphazardly. The name drops in the book, for instance, line up nicely with his body art.

In sum, it's not so much that the book was so bad I had to slog through it or toss it in the trash. It's more accurate to say it's like eating crackers as an appetizer and skipping the meal. There isn't anything to it, making it better read by young non-readers starving for some kind of storytelling. But hey, what do you expect for a book with its own mediocre soundtrack to boot?