This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
I'm a little mannish muthafucka
I take after my older brother
Started off selling marijuana but now I'm selling yola
Shit was gettin' hella funky at first
When a nigga was stealin' a bitches purse
Ended up gettin' kicked out of every Vallejo school
They clocked me like a circus
I was the little mannish motherfucker showing off in the back of the church
My momma was quick to hit me with a switch and I say "that hurts"
Get to the house, go to my room and talk some trash
I never believed a hard head made a soft ass
Cause I be moving fast and I'd be tryin' to stash
Beat up the pizza man and then I straight dashed
Disobedient sport cut my days short
My momma got tired of takin' my ass back and forth ta court
I said "momma I'ma straighten up for you and I promise I won't warrant"
Got me a job as a paper boy
Twenty one dollars a month
Five o'clock in the morning
Damn I'm slavin' for the fucking white man
Twenty one dollars might buy me some ??(poor carpet chicken george)
I'm tired of muthafuckas fuckin' over me
How can I find a way to make some real money?
But you don't feel me
I was tired of being broke lookin' coked down
Came up off a twenty dollar put me down
Next thing you know I was up to about a quarter of a ki' rollin'
Niggaz was trippin' off me 'cause I was a young muthafucka ballin'
Gettin' my fetti on but when there was funk I had to starve
Time to fetch the choppers and bring out the you-hauls
Extra mannish
I make you vanish
I play for keep
Investigate that ass till they find out where you sleep
Muthafucka it's commakausi
Don't even try me ahh
I bars none you best believe that I'ma bring me ah
Fully automatic Tommy with the infared say I'm sorry
Before I pump your ass full of lead and dump the body
Extra mannish, that's what people be calling me
Oh we can be cool until you get to threatening me
I loose my temper and shit my eyes turn red
Blow my top and get real hot at the head
I guess I'm a failure, I gots no future in my front
All I'm able to do is sell dope and hit the blunt
Don't ask me why Sometimes I go to church and testify
The preacher preaches and I be dang near ready to cry
Repute the devil
I got to get out of the ghetto freak
Sometimes I wonder if mommy and daddy really payin' me
Who would ever thought that a nigga like me
Would become such a bad ass youngster
My mommy and daddy done fucked around and created a damn monster
Why couldn't I wait till I was bigger
Before I started drinking malt liquor
I guess I was a nappy headed stubborn little mannish ass nigga
Guess who comes through, comes through
It's me the why-O-you-N-G
M-you-G-Z
I'm just as mannish as I wanna be I pack a 30-30
Niggas wanna blast me because I'm down and dirty
Extra mannish how I'm livin' and I'm fuckin' my neighbors bitch an
She lovin' every minute of the dick that I be givin'
Bitches on my jock , Bitches on my jock
Suckas on the block know I got a glock
Bini caps, be-coats and all of that
I'm beatin' niggas down with a baseball bat
I'm havin' revenues I'm gettin' paid fool
A ghetto muthafucka with an attitude
S-I-see-K W-I-D I-T
It's young mugzy and E-40
It's explains why it's hard for us blacks and Hispanics
And why we turned extra mannish
I take after my older brother
Started off selling marijuana but now I'm selling yola
Shit was gettin' hella funky at first
When a nigga was stealin' a bitches purse
Ended up gettin' kicked out of every Vallejo school
They clocked me like a circus
I was the little mannish motherfucker showing off in the back of the church
My momma was quick to hit me with a switch and I say "that hurts"
Get to the house, go to my room and talk some trash
I never believed a hard head made a soft ass
Cause I be moving fast and I'd be tryin' to stash
Beat up the pizza man and then I straight dashed
Disobedient sport cut my days short
My momma got tired of takin' my ass back and forth ta court
I said "momma I'ma straighten up for you and I promise I won't warrant"
Got me a job as a paper boy
Twenty one dollars a month
Five o'clock in the morning
Damn I'm slavin' for the fucking white man
Twenty one dollars might buy me some ??(poor carpet chicken george)
I'm tired of muthafuckas fuckin' over me
How can I find a way to make some real money?
But you don't feel me
I was tired of being broke lookin' coked down
Came up off a twenty dollar put me down
Next thing you know I was up to about a quarter of a ki' rollin'
Niggaz was trippin' off me 'cause I was a young muthafucka ballin'
Gettin' my fetti on but when there was funk I had to starve
Time to fetch the choppers and bring out the you-hauls
Extra mannish
I make you vanish
I play for keep
Investigate that ass till they find out where you sleep
Muthafucka it's commakausi
Don't even try me ahh
I bars none you best believe that I'ma bring me ah
Fully automatic Tommy with the infared say I'm sorry
Before I pump your ass full of lead and dump the body
Extra mannish, that's what people be calling me
Oh we can be cool until you get to threatening me
I loose my temper and shit my eyes turn red
Blow my top and get real hot at the head
I guess I'm a failure, I gots no future in my front
All I'm able to do is sell dope and hit the blunt
Don't ask me why Sometimes I go to church and testify
The preacher preaches and I be dang near ready to cry
Repute the devil
I got to get out of the ghetto freak
Sometimes I wonder if mommy and daddy really payin' me
Who would ever thought that a nigga like me
Would become such a bad ass youngster
My mommy and daddy done fucked around and created a damn monster
Why couldn't I wait till I was bigger
Before I started drinking malt liquor
I guess I was a nappy headed stubborn little mannish ass nigga
Guess who comes through, comes through
It's me the why-O-you-N-G
M-you-G-Z
I'm just as mannish as I wanna be I pack a 30-30
Niggas wanna blast me because I'm down and dirty
Extra mannish how I'm livin' and I'm fuckin' my neighbors bitch an
She lovin' every minute of the dick that I be givin'
Bitches on my jock , Bitches on my jock
Suckas on the block know I got a glock
Bini caps, be-coats and all of that
I'm beatin' niggas down with a baseball bat
I'm havin' revenues I'm gettin' paid fool
A ghetto muthafucka with an attitude
S-I-see-K W-I-D I-T
It's young mugzy and E-40
It's explains why it's hard for us blacks and Hispanics
And why we turned extra mannish
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Extra Manish Lyrics as written by Earl T. Stevens Danell Stevens
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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