Certain genres of music are difficult to disassociate from the poor mental health of its performers. You know, like grunge, black metal and whatever the hell type of music that “How Bizarre” song was.
But sometimes, we forget about rap. Because not only is pimping not easy, sometimes, it’s downright melancholic. We need to stop expecting all of our rappers to act like stoic ’50s dads and remember that even Redman can have a blue period.
Take The Pale King in the clip below. This guy’s got more girls’ panties than he could hang himself with! Seriously, he has platinum records and he is giving all of them away, which concerns us! Somebody should call his parents!