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4 AM (Overthinking Again)
- Its 4 am and I'm up again
- My thoughts are all juggling
- Can't stop thinking lately
- About why all these people hate me
- When I hear their talking shit
- I always walk away and quit
- Can never bear the criticism
- Always said If a motherfucker talked shit I'd fucking hit him
- I shy away in my turtle shell
- Never dare to talk back or yell
- When they knock me down I get back up
- They push me down again, tell me to shut the fuck up
- Don't let people tell you how to live your life
- Make your own decisions if they feel right
- I'm caught up in my thoughts again
- Scared cause I think they'll talk again
- I'm always hated for trying something new
- I don't give a fuck if it doesn't succumb to you
- I never show remorse or judgment too
- But I'm getting kinda fed up with you
- Breaking out my shell for the first time
- But I'll still be judged from the first rhyme
- Wish I could stop the time
- Or even make the clocks rewind
- So I can finally prove to you
- That I can make music too
- Contemplated butting a bullet in my head
- Cause everything would be better off If I was just fucking dead
- Hook:
- Its 4AM and I'm overthinking
- Tryna ride the waves but my ship is sinking
- I'm contemplating my own thoughts
- Cause it feels like my heart was shot
- I need to stand up for once
- Show them I'm not all talk for once
- Silence is Golden but my noise is platinum
- It's time to finally go at them
- Verse 1:
- Finally breaking out the fucking shell
- For quite a while I was fucking upheld
- I always contemplating suicide, thinking my life was so or die
- Tears stain the page as the drip from my eyes
- I'm poetically tryna show you I'm ready
- Ready to blow up the world! Like I'm Armageddon
- But my arms are getting tired holding all this weight up
- Cause everybody shot me down when I tried to be straight up
- This anger has been pent up inside me
- I had write down to get it the fuck out of me
- Maybe its cause my grandfather passed
- That I always fell flat on my ass
- Drinking away my emotions
- Like the liquor was the magical potion
- I was loathing for the thought I was consoling
- Shied away from everybody, I was lonely
- Then a few girls entered my life
- Thought I'd get to hit it for a night
- But the next day shes on another kids lap
- I fucking snapped, into reality I was back
- Finally gave myself a second chance to rap
- Release another album and hope it ain't crap
- But apparently all my shit is whack
- Tired of all these faggots talking smack
- I'm back to wreak havoc in your headphones
- I'm taking the snap and running it to the endzone
- Picking off your verses and returning it for a touchdown
- I promise you this fucking project wont be a letdown
- I took some time off to craft my style
- And cook these cheesy pussies awhile
- Corny metaphors for all you vegetables
- Suck my testicles or suffer a broken ventricle
- Giving these other artists heart aches
- Till the point you cant look me in the face
- What a disgrace this motherfucker spilling guts all over the place
- Packaged his thoughts and dropped em, what a basket case
- If you want to know hy my thoughts lately are all fiery
- Take another step into my fucking diary
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