Seyi G. Didn’t Go to Therapy — He Made an Album Instead

Seyi G.’s debut album doesn’t arrive with spectacle. Who Needed That Therapist Anyways… opens quietly, almost cautiously, and that choice matters. It signals an artist more interested in getting things right than getting them loud. The title reads like an aside — slightly ironic, slightly defensive — and the music follows that same posture. Early tracks are restrained, built around steady writing and uncluttered production. There’s no rush to declare meaning or force emotion. Instead, Seyi G. lets repetition, tone, and pacing do the work.

As the album progresses, a pattern forms. Themes of pressure, persistence, self-belief, and fatigue recur without being underlined. These aren’t retrospective reflections; they feel written from inside the moment. The lack of resolution is part of the honesty. This is not an album about having figured things out.

Sonically, WNTTA stays rooted in Afro-fusion, drawing from Afro-swing, Afro-R&B, Afro-Adura, and soul. The production is clean and functional. Beats leave space. Melodies are allowed to sit without being overdesigned. Nothing here sounds engineered for virality, and the album benefits from that restraint.

The project’s emotional centre arrives with “Melo.” By the time the song appears, the album has already built enough tension for its celebratory tone to feel earned. The confidence in “Melo” isn’t aggressive or defensive — it sounds like someone exhaling after sustained pressure. That context is what gives lines like “shout out to my haters, I have scattered their agenda” their weight.

Other standouts are quieter but just as effective. Several tracks lean inward, capturing exhaustion and self-questioning without dramatics. Others reflect a steadier sense of footing — not triumph, but balance. These moments don’t announce themselves as highlights, which is precisely why they land. The album rewards attentive listening rather than chasing peaks. Features from Minz and MOJO AF are used sparingly and with intention. Neither shifts the album’s direction nor tone. Their presence supports the project rather than redefining it, keeping the focus firmly on Seyi G.’s perspective.

By the final stretch, the album feels clearer without becoming definitive. The restraint that marked the opening now reads as control. Seyi G. sounds grounded and steady enough to trust the process he’s documenting.

Who Needed That Therapist Anyways… works because it doesn’t overreach. It doesn’t try to position itself as a moment or a movement. It functions as a record of time — one artist, one phase, captured cleanly and without excess. As a debut, that clarity feels deliberate, and it leaves room for what follows.