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"
Holla at me!
Yo, Cannon!
What would this mixtape be, if I didn't get on the one beat
That everbody gets on? (Dramatic!)
You know I had to, dog
You know the world's gone mad
When blacks wear plaid
And Mariah has married Nick Cannon
Or when a boy from the burbs
Has the nerves to converge
On a mixtape with DJ Cannon? (The cannon!)
You know the world's gone mad
When blacks wear plaid
And Mariah has married Nick Cannon
Or when a boy from the burbs
Has the nerves to converge
On a mixtape with DJ Cannon? (The cannon!)
Alright, now if you really feel like that, keep going!
I don't know what else to tell you, Go in!
Yo, Cannon!
What would this mixtape be, if I didn't get on the one beat
That everbody gets on? (I don't know, homie!)
You know I had to, dog (Steps back!)
You know the world's gone mad
When blacks wear plaid
And Mariah has married Nick Cannon (Get 'em!)
Or when a boy from the burbs
Has the nerves to converge
On a mixtape with DJ Cannon? (Cannon!)
Aw, god damn it
That's the last straw, can't stand it
You all must be reprimanded
Spank that fanny, Manny
So uncanny, Ginobli flow left-handed
Yes, I am a fan of Dakota Fanning
And I Am Sam, outstanding!
My Sean Penn-manship is fancy
Yeah, my rhetoric is dandy
I circumvent my words
And vent for the burbs
I have emerged Ad Venti
Dos años, vamos, pronto, let's go
Her lip gloss tastes like candy
Got more jazz than Jerry Sloan
Pizzazz and swagg alone
I have a bigger head than that of Barry Bonds,
Y'all eat scraps, I eat (Salmon!)
With fresh fruit, covered in (Dannon!)
If Da Boy had a boy with Brad Pitt in Troy
Then out from the loins, I'd be born,
If Jason Bourne was to record and join forces with Zack Morris
They'd form my performance
Beats and rhymes fornicate, form greatness
Like, "Let's face it, "He's so amazing!"
Yeah, with Lasiks, he still can't ace my eye exam
Naw, man, let's try again,
I've got lungs like Iron Man
I hit the bong, while you must extend your dia-phragm
But, let's get higher, man,
I gotta a brand new strand that I got out in Ireland
From a wild, frantic Irishman
Who said his name was (Shannon!)
Higgins, Killians, and a pint of Guiness
And I ain't gon stop 'till I'm finished,
'Till I learn Yiddish, or find a little kid who likes spinach
Can't nobody beat me in Quidditch
Not any widditch, spidditch, wits, I'm sick with' it
Riddi-dick, my spit game is vicious
This is
Never did shit for my image,
College kid is where I found my niche, snitch!
Tell the whole world I'm the shit, Un-
Tell the whole world on my dick, then
Hell yeah, word, I'll be rich, and
I'll buy the whole world Sega Genesis
Spittin' licks to come
Hell yeah, I got a (Cannon!)
See me on the streets, take a pic with yo' Canon
Then get it laminated, frame it, save it
'Cause in a couple days, I'll be famous
Then you can say, Holy Shit, there he is! That's the kid!
I forget what his name is
starts with an 'A', ends with a 'Sher'
Bringing hip-hop into the burbs
Yo, Cannon!
What would this mixtape be, if I didn't get on the one beat
That everbody gets on? (Dramatic!)
You know I had to, dog
You know the world's gone mad
When blacks wear plaid
And Mariah has married Nick Cannon
Or when a boy from the burbs
Has the nerves to converge
On a mixtape with DJ Cannon? (The cannon!)
You know the world's gone mad
When blacks wear plaid
And Mariah has married Nick Cannon
Or when a boy from the burbs
Has the nerves to converge
On a mixtape with DJ Cannon? (The cannon!)
Alright, now if you really feel like that, keep going!
I don't know what else to tell you, Go in!
Yo, Cannon!
What would this mixtape be, if I didn't get on the one beat
That everbody gets on? (I don't know, homie!)
You know I had to, dog (Steps back!)
You know the world's gone mad
When blacks wear plaid
And Mariah has married Nick Cannon (Get 'em!)
Or when a boy from the burbs
Has the nerves to converge
On a mixtape with DJ Cannon? (Cannon!)
Aw, god damn it
That's the last straw, can't stand it
You all must be reprimanded
Spank that fanny, Manny
So uncanny, Ginobli flow left-handed
Yes, I am a fan of Dakota Fanning
And I Am Sam, outstanding!
My Sean Penn-manship is fancy
Yeah, my rhetoric is dandy
I circumvent my words
And vent for the burbs
I have emerged Ad Venti
Dos años, vamos, pronto, let's go
Her lip gloss tastes like candy
Got more jazz than Jerry Sloan
Pizzazz and swagg alone
I have a bigger head than that of Barry Bonds,
Y'all eat scraps, I eat (Salmon!)
With fresh fruit, covered in (Dannon!)
If Da Boy had a boy with Brad Pitt in Troy
Then out from the loins, I'd be born,
If Jason Bourne was to record and join forces with Zack Morris
They'd form my performance
Beats and rhymes fornicate, form greatness
Like, "Let's face it, "He's so amazing!"
Yeah, with Lasiks, he still can't ace my eye exam
Naw, man, let's try again,
I've got lungs like Iron Man
I hit the bong, while you must extend your dia-phragm
But, let's get higher, man,
I gotta a brand new strand that I got out in Ireland
From a wild, frantic Irishman
Who said his name was (Shannon!)
Higgins, Killians, and a pint of Guiness
And I ain't gon stop 'till I'm finished,
'Till I learn Yiddish, or find a little kid who likes spinach
Can't nobody beat me in Quidditch
Not any widditch, spidditch, wits, I'm sick with' it
Riddi-dick, my spit game is vicious
This is
Never did shit for my image,
College kid is where I found my niche, snitch!
Tell the whole world I'm the shit, Un-
Tell the whole world on my dick, then
Hell yeah, word, I'll be rich, and
I'll buy the whole world Sega Genesis
Spittin' licks to come
Hell yeah, I got a (Cannon!)
See me on the streets, take a pic with yo' Canon
Then get it laminated, frame it, save it
'Cause in a couple days, I'll be famous
Then you can say, Holy Shit, there he is! That's the kid!
I forget what his name is
starts with an 'A', ends with a 'Sher'
Bringing hip-hop into the burbs
Lyrics submitted by likegiants
Cannon Lyrics as written by Asher Paul Roth
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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then you can say, "holy shit, there he is! that's the kid! i forget what his name is... starts with an 'a', ends with a 'sher'."
i noticed in the past three songs i've heard from him is that he's a huge pothead! lmfao
XD
aw goddamn it thats the last straw, can't stand it you all must be reprimanded spank that fanny, manny, so uncanny ginobli flow left handed
best part of the song love that part. i love asher roth