30-40 autobiographical short essays about the authors experiences, which end up mostly focusing on romantic relationships / casual sex with women. The essays are well written. He does like to jump between two or three different topics (typically something about music or the writing process) within any given essay. Despite the jumping around, the points he makes on any given topic are cogent and sometimes insightful and impactful.
About one third of the way through the book, I found myself saying "Oh look, another story about casual sex." I was pretty disappointed at that point by the lack of range. The book actually gets a bit better at the end where the focus moves away from causal sex (though still present) and more towards e-fame, writing, and getting compared to another famous Twitter author.
A better version of this is "Straight to Hell" by John LeFevre. The stories are bigger, more exotic, and more variety in the tale of sins (greed, pride, gluttony, lust).
Maybe if there had been some essays with a genuine repentance arc (whether real or fake, the author confesses to believing in God) or more variety in the main focus of essays (such as more cultural critiques like what is found in the end notes re: Star Wars), I think that would have been a better book.