Overall about difficult moments of disappointment and vulnerability. Having hope and longing, while remaining optimistic for the future. Encourages the belief that with each new morning there is a chance for things to improve.
The chorus offers a glimmer of optimism and a chance at a resolution and redemption in the future.
Captures the rollercoaster of emotions of feeling lost while loving someone who is not there for you, feeling let down and abandoned while waiting for a lover. Lost with no direction, "Now I'm up in the air with the rain in my hair, Nowhere to go, I can go anywhere"
The bridge shows signs of longing and a plea for companionship. The Lyrics express a desire for authentic connection and the importance of Loving someone just as they are. "Just in passing, I'm not asking. That you be anyone but you”
Yo I don’t got bros, don’t hang on the streets
I don’t beat my hos, I only beat my meat.
Don’t womanize cause you no its true
that when you look in their eyes you see their people too
Mother effin’ suffrage!
You know I’m a gangsta, you know I do coke,
but I had to go to diet, cause it burnt my throat.
I’ve been doin’ drive-bys all of my life,
‘cept the bullets are newspapers, the car is my bike.
3.14 apple pi,
I whip out, clean it off, and stick it in her eye.
and by "it" I mean contact lense
3.14 apple pi,
I got rhymes and flows that make Hitler cry.
George bush wont he just yell and rant
but he’s a presiDON’T who ameriCAN’T
I spit gangsta hymns, cause I'm a gangsta straight,
I think of 20 inch rims when I masterbate.
We're gonna be late, there’s no time to waste,
‘cause the girls that I date, have a particular taste.
The taste of my weiner!
3.14 apple pi why was I born white no one quite knows why,
Gansgsta sell their rocks, I’ve got a collection
You couldn’t get a rise out of a yeast infection.
I'm a lyrical heretic, but I'll make you laugh
hit with you rhetoric, then I'll cut you in half.
Don’t need to be a clown, I don’t need to be nice,
How bout you sit down, and I serve you slice...
of my 3.14 apple pi my voice is so smokey it’ll make you high...
Here’s a confession it’s all about me,
Here’s my impression of a broken jet ski.
Here come the puns.
All you little thugs wanna mess me with me?
know that I’ve been doin’ drugs since the age of 3.
I took my cereal, stabbed it open with a knife.
Snorted that shit and I got high on Life.
A guy asked me for change, saying my mind was too dense.
I said you won’t make cents if you don’t make sense.
Big finale...
You know I flow and show it, you know that Bo know it,
Your lawn I'll grow it and mow it cause he's a sho' poet.
Yo my rims be spinning I winning, like Adam I be sinning.
Potato skinnnin’ and knittin’ and separate those linens.
And in my eyes you see flies, and though you people tries
just to disguise all your lies, but baby I be wise.
You know I did it and shit it you brothers couldn’t hit it,
Then you try to ride it, too late! I already spit it.
Apple pi
I don’t beat my hos, I only beat my meat.
Don’t womanize cause you no its true
that when you look in their eyes you see their people too
Mother effin’ suffrage!
You know I’m a gangsta, you know I do coke,
but I had to go to diet, cause it burnt my throat.
I’ve been doin’ drive-bys all of my life,
‘cept the bullets are newspapers, the car is my bike.
3.14 apple pi,
I whip out, clean it off, and stick it in her eye.
and by "it" I mean contact lense
3.14 apple pi,
I got rhymes and flows that make Hitler cry.
George bush wont he just yell and rant
but he’s a presiDON’T who ameriCAN’T
I spit gangsta hymns, cause I'm a gangsta straight,
I think of 20 inch rims when I masterbate.
We're gonna be late, there’s no time to waste,
‘cause the girls that I date, have a particular taste.
The taste of my weiner!
3.14 apple pi why was I born white no one quite knows why,
Gansgsta sell their rocks, I’ve got a collection
You couldn’t get a rise out of a yeast infection.
I'm a lyrical heretic, but I'll make you laugh
hit with you rhetoric, then I'll cut you in half.
Don’t need to be a clown, I don’t need to be nice,
How bout you sit down, and I serve you slice...
of my 3.14 apple pi my voice is so smokey it’ll make you high...
Here’s a confession it’s all about me,
Here’s my impression of a broken jet ski.
Here come the puns.
All you little thugs wanna mess me with me?
know that I’ve been doin’ drugs since the age of 3.
I took my cereal, stabbed it open with a knife.
Snorted that shit and I got high on Life.
A guy asked me for change, saying my mind was too dense.
I said you won’t make cents if you don’t make sense.
Big finale...
You know I flow and show it, you know that Bo know it,
Your lawn I'll grow it and mow it cause he's a sho' poet.
Yo my rims be spinning I winning, like Adam I be sinning.
Potato skinnnin’ and knittin’ and separate those linens.
And in my eyes you see flies, and though you people tries
just to disguise all your lies, but baby I be wise.
You know I did it and shit it you brothers couldn’t hit it,
Then you try to ride it, too late! I already spit it.
Apple pi
Lyrics submitted by SammyKnapp
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word to my n-words i don't really get the jet ski part this is great bo is a genious pretty voice, piano and guitar talent i wish i was bo