And that Jelly Roll - Whitsitt Chapel album is another great example of what i'm talking about, when i went through my little fucking disaster situation a few months ago, I went through some deep mental existential crisis depression type shit, probably similar to some of the stuff my homie
@Stargazer Rex talks about
i was in a horrible state of despair when i came home from the hospital, cried nonstop for 3 days(fuck it, I can admit it), just a deep pit of hopeless misery and I played that album literally nonstop for days and days as I forced myself to get up and struggle to mow my lawn or pour sweat as i took an hour to walk around one block, i was in so much pain, mentally and physically, and listening to that album and the messages it contained gave me a sense of comfort as i literally fought for my life and thats not an exaggeration, I was fighting not to die
I will love that album forever because of that and if I ever see that fat fuck Jelly Roll I will walk right up to him and give him a big ole bear hug and wet sloppy kiss
And then try and make time with his wife behind his back