Sarai's a hard-edged female rapper weaned on NWA, straight out of Kingston, NY, a small, affluent community north of the mean streets of New York City. Not your standard hip-hop pedigree, but who listens to music for a pedigree? Sarai raps with the authority of Lil' Kim or Nas and the wit of Missy Elliot or Eminem. Speaking of that ubiquitous Detroit megastar, she has been dubbed the female Eminem in the occasional publication, an incredible oversimplification based partially on her twisted, acerbic, tight lyrics and penchance for story-raps, although mostly just for being a white rapper. Sarai displays a style that deftly crossbreeds the swaggering hooks of the Northeast with the crunked-out beats of the Dirty South. The combination makes sense; while she spent a good portion of her life in suburban New York, she cut her chops in her late teens in Atlanta, GA, a connection felt most keenly on tracks like the club jam "Ladies" and the dizzying "It's Official."