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The Worst Friendzone
- //Man you dont wanna lose me,
- //easy, quit being a floosy
- //but beggars cant be choosy
- I take everything personal,
- and you aint never had it badder than my worst you know
- im searching far and wide to find love that stays eternal
- and you niggas just want some shit thats proverbial,
- you cut me off my condition is terminal,
- deep wounds, so i cant get surgical, man i been hurt before,
- man i shoulda learned before
- i hope the next girl i have relations wit is merciful
- for a second, i thought we were lovers,
- until yo bitch ass gave me the title brother,
- so now im friendzoned and no different than any other,
- now this friend bullshit is going under,
- im taking shots at ya,
- you better duck for cover,
- im blind but i know love like im stevie wonder,
- i thank god for dumber suckers,
- i dodged a bullet cuz you got pregnant fucking around and not usin a rubber
- aint that some shit,
- and you still dont wanna marry him,
- but hes giving you his all and you still dont wanna cherish it
- so you use him for the money and the care and then you vanishin
- 8 months with no daddy and now you panickin
- daddy issues hereditary like youre anakin
- find a dude love him too, fake it like a mannequin,
- but this is the struggle of a queen bee who say she steady handlin
- No ma'am i wont be the daddy,
- had your chance back when i thought of a family,
- now im focused on my money and winning a grammy,
- ill buy a loft in Miami, hit you with a double whammy,
- its not my fault you hurt my heart,
- from the start you ripped it apart into little shards
- Piece by piece i found remedies for peace
- and you still leechin onto bread like yeast,
- speaking of which, i heard you got an STD
- back when you stopped carin for me,
- its not hard to see, what im about to be,
- a carefree, eighteen, young king living out his dreams,
- and you banshee, i banned she from my dreams
- so now she haunts me in my nightmares,
- the fair haired square back in my math class,
- ooh she gave me chills thinking bout that fat ass
- said she had to pass in order to,
- tears streaming down my face like tear gas,
- I gasped for air I had my flask prepared,
- drank till the answers clear, i didnt need her near me,
- all my haters fear me,
- my loved ones revere me,
- so clearly, fuck the bullshit i cant let it comandeer me,
- my heart is weary,
- though im severely sorry,
- the pain is permanent like sharpie,
- you hit me head on like kamikaze,
- so i self medicate by downing bottles of bacardi
- I can persevere through nearly all,
- when you were gone, i finally stood strong,
- and tall, and said fuck it all, man in my mind, i feel i run it all,
- but i try to run and fall,
- im crippled from this relationship,
- bum knee couldnt keep up with the pace of it,
- but in reality life is what you make of it,
- so maybe i should wait a bit before i label this,
- a place in which we cannot coexist.
- Bitch.
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