Iโ€™m a sucker for catered food.ย Doesnโ€™t matter the opportunity or moment, if someone provides cuisine that is tiny yet effective, Iโ€™m going to devour it with a smile. When Trae Tha Truth โ€” the Houston rap mainstay to the point where his normally gravel-like voice feels disarming and calm โ€” beckons, you still listen.

Trae works a room like a politician, listening session or not. His-brand new album isnโ€™t due out for another week and a half. At the sneak-preview listening party over the weekend, Trae managed to discuss matters with Wire Road Studios in-house engineer Isaac โ€œChillโ€ Yowman, fire off a few text messages, make certain his sister Nene received a large ovation for being โ€œthe only person to keep him in checkโ€ and find a way to take pictures with almost everyone in attendance.

โ€œWe good? Aye man, I ainโ€™t gonโ€™ say much but I thank yโ€™all for coming out to support my brother,โ€ T.I. told the crowd via FaceTime. โ€œLetโ€™s get to the motherfucking Truth!โ€

Tha Truthย is not a mixtape, although it was originally supposed to be. Its final form is 16 tracks, as opposed to the double album that it was initially supposed to be. It carries the same title as the long-awaited solo album that was supposed to introduce Trae to a national audience years ago. To say that it follows the pattern of Traeโ€™s career would be an understatement. As long as he has walked within Houston hip-hop, heโ€™s been a one of one, a street rapper who could choke a listener with one rat-a-tat of a double-time flow but also pull you into his world and keep you there.

Trae the rapper and Trae the person are one and the same. It was evident when he walked around Wire Road, draped in gold like an Egyptian king and radiating a healthy mix of charm and vulnerability to knock you aback and make you graceful. The listening session offered you a chance to eat cookies with Traeโ€™s image emblazoned on the front, the music allows you to gather just how potent Traeโ€™s reach is. The guest features on the album โ€” though vast with names like J. Cole, Future, Boosie Badazz, Dej Loaf, Snooite Wild, Que, Rich Homie Quan, Rick Ross, Nipsey Hussle and Lil Bibby โ€” doesn’t distract people from the matter at hand. It’s Trae’s show through and through. Every person who roared at certain tracks inside Wire Road made sure of it.

โ€œI donโ€™t like doing too much talking,โ€ he said in the center of the room. โ€œI just want yโ€™all to get into the album and enjoy it.โ€ He did however pause for a moment when Bun B snaked his way through the massive gathered to show love and appreciation.

โ€œWhen you struggling, you ainโ€™t trying to motherfuckinโ€™ dance,โ€ Lil Duval yells on the albumโ€™s opener. โ€œNigga I canโ€™t dance. Iโ€™m struggling!โ€ Itโ€™s the lone blotch of comedy on the album, as the remainder flows between Trae preening over his car selection (โ€œTricken Every Car I Getโ€) or walking and surveying the world and his reaction to it (Traeโ€™s personal favorite โ€œBook of Lifeโ€; โ€œChildren of Menโ€ with J.Cole). Things liven up a bit when Problem goes back to the well of sampling Master P for โ€œYeah Hoe,โ€ same for the synth- and drum-heavy โ€œCriminalsโ€ with Rich Homie Quan and Don Primo. Still, the gamut of Tha Truth resides in the struggle, and it’s a beautiful one at that. Trae narrates plenty of stories, some which have directly affected him and others weโ€™ve been accustomed to hearing from others. But when those stories are left in Traeโ€™s hands and voice, they take on lives of their own. Many of them fall under the โ€œshit I just canโ€™t understandโ€ category that Trae finds himself in more often than not.

โ€œIโ€™m tired of you keeping it real with everybody, bro,โ€ Trae’s friend Charles Hughes calls in on the albumโ€™s penultimate track, โ€œI Canโ€™t Feel You.โ€ โ€œKeeping it real with niggas, they arenโ€™t doing the same for you bro. So fuck them niggas, Iโ€™m tired of this shit. Just do us. We gotta do for self now.โ€

It’s hard to not see Trae at 35 and wonder how long he’s been at this, until you realize how people gravitate towards him. His voice and flow remain intact, and he even finds himself singing on โ€œNever Knewโ€ with Snootie Wild and Que. Tha Truth could be seen as a audio equivalent of a movie, a hardscrabble ebb-and-flow where Trae wakes up and goes to sleep feeling a little hope but remains aware that hope may never last. With Trae Day, his annual holiday that operates more as a give back to the community on the horizon, everything for once is aligned to work in Traeโ€™s favor.

Tha Truthย is free.

Brandon Caldwell has been writing about music and news for the Houston Press since 2011. His work has also appeared in Complex, Noisey, the Village Voice & more.