sometimes an album comes along and hits a spot in a person's life by either filling in a void with what's missing or providing reflective, cathartic soundtrack to the emotional haze. Trae and Z-Ro are becoming like my own personal poet laureates. Weeks before our friend passed away this album dropped and was exactly what was needed in my life for the combination of reasons above. Now it's like almost too somber, like they know me and they know everything that could ever happen in a person's life and they've been through every single depressed moment and paranoid all-night freakout and drug-fueled cycle and letdowns and disappointments and embarrassments. They're like motivational speakers for the Lexapro generation. I don't even wanna get into the woozy and haunting and booming typically-houston shit you will hear or the way they hum and wail and harmonize like old bluesmen in a jukejoint (because really this music is BLUES) because it's whatever, these guys have put out dozens and dozens of albums and if they're not rap legends by now then rap is bullshit.
due to rap-a-lot's BLATANT INEPTITUDE at promoting their own artists when they've dropped dope albums over the past YEAR (see DEVIN, BUN, SCARFACE) this album is un-googlealbe. but they have it at amazon.
OH AND BY THE WAY TRAE GOT HIS OWN DAY IN THE CITY OF HOUSTON!!!!!