BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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Another day
- Another day, get dressed hide from any mirror no joke
- Walk into school slow, ignoring all these prayers they spoke
- Sat in the back, asked to speak, stood up and choked
- Couldn't utter a word to someone he hadn't known
- Anxiety with sobriety from drugs, trying to abstain
- Teacher picked my groups, last kid picked on any game
- Invite to the cool parties sophomore year thatsummer
- Bummer no one uttered a word to this white usher
- Got home every day, music blast and cherish it
- Ear buds in, drown out the background of embarrassment
- Then I wrote a verse vented home about being invisible
- lift able by shifting to a different dude and making life live able
- So instead drowning in Xbox, I put a pen down to paper
- Thinking these one syllable schemes would make me famous later
- Then I studied, how they spoke, how to plan and market
- Decided if make it off raw skill, no matter how slow it started
- Build a fanbase steadily and I'll bet they stay loyal
- I swear these celebrities be leaving family to boil
- Remember who you put down, crucified in front of friends
- Pretend to make amends than sends more tricks again
- Emo looking fool, last time he ever uttered them words
- When I went berserk on a nerd looking down on me? Absurd
- Putting these lyrics to paper, how I felt, expressing my views
- It grew into a new obsession, lifesaver that came outta the blue
- Instead loosing cool, blowing out on some tool trying to fight
- I cool down and write, blowing out on some tool over the mic
- I'm desperate at this point, writing daily about bullshit by me
- Stressed from testing thinking Im failing life since every college deny me
- Go out for recess, everyone's running playing sports to pass time
- I'm sitting on the curb writing words on my pad that I thought rhymed
- Been committed since I was younger getting sunburnt in the summer
- Now it's ending so I down another to smother the pain that suffers
- I quit smoking 8 times within the last 6 months, it's a disgust
- That I can't stay clean for three days even, still take boge puffs
- I've had enough, after hearing threatens and mocking all day
- dancing around with the thought of rap, one foot in the doorway
- But now I'm kicking it down, with riot shields yielded to conceal
- From any squabble or speal directed to make me submiss or kneel
- Cause I'm not that same frightened kid by night and lightning
- Now I'm fighting to make my writing strike like a rising Poseidon
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