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"
Oh, this what we doin'?
Aight, alright, bet
I gotta get a little cocky on this one, man
I gotta get a little bocky on this one, ya heard?
Uh
Holy fuckin' moly, I'm a superstar
I drive super cars
I fuck the smartest women, I fuck stupid broads
They know who I is, they know who I are
Fill this cup up like a battery and now I'm supercharged
Fill this blunt up, take off like a rocket, I see super stars
Moon and Mars
Put a message on a bullet, now they know who my shooters are (glitt)
Covered up in these tattoos because we can't remove the scars
Turn myself into a boss, a CEO, I'm who in charge, uh
In love with the game, Cupid shot me through the heart, huh
Had to break up with fame because it broke my mood apart
Man, I chase them checks so much I nearly tore my shoes apart
I'm not a rapper, I'm an artist, bitch, do not confuse the art, no
Just let that sink in
I'ma let that, I'ma let that sink in
Uh, uh, uh
Who do I trust?
Me, that's who, I do what I must
I do what I love
You do what you lust, I don't do it for luck
I do it for bucks
I do it for blessings, turn my L into lessons
This is a message
I don't hear you haters, must be losin' reception
I am the plug (whoo)
My only connect is connect with the money
Don't fuck with my money (whoo)
The chopper will dump, now you jumpin' like bungee
Was raised in the city, was raised in the country
They pour up the Henny, they pour up the muddy
Cut the bitch off, had to get in some cutty
The prettiest nigga but shit could get ugly
I got a blue heart but I throw up the bloody
The money, the blue, that's word to Kentucky
Don't care about shit
The liquor, it numb me
You hate me, you hate me, you love me, you love me
They leave when it rain, they come when it sunny
The Grinch in my pocket, that's why they so grumpy
She said that I'm cute, but cute is for puppies
Bitch, I'm a dog
Just feed me and fuck me, uh
And roll up a blunt while you rub me
Put dick in your box, you put food in my tummy (food in my tummy)
When we get home, better take off them clothes and no phones
Put your hair in a scrunchy (hair in a scrunchy)
Freak in the sheets but a queen in the streets
Got me singin', like, "Isn't she lovely?"
I hate on niggas bitchin', listen, trigger finger itchn', just call me a junkie
Whoo, uh, uh, uh
This shit is deeper than rap
This is above me
I am the monkey that's stuck in the middle of misunderstandin' and judgment
They think that they bringin' me down (no)
But I'm up to somethin' (I'm up to somethin')
I'm here and I'm stickin' around (huh)
This is not up for discussion, nigga, huh?
Gimme some head until you get a concussion, yeah
To me, it's just normal, to some, it's disgustin', yeah
Yeah, throw her ass on the bed when she's fussin' and cussin', uh
Like, assume the position, stop makin' assumptions
Without the support, I am nothin'
Shout out my producer, I can't forget the production
I broke a few hearts, had to do some construction
I swear it's so hard to ignore that seduction
Red dot on the Glock, look like she blushin'
I'ma just shit on them niggas that thought they were stoppin' my toilet from flushin'
Aight, alright, bet
I gotta get a little cocky on this one, man
I gotta get a little bocky on this one, ya heard?
Uh
Holy fuckin' moly, I'm a superstar
I drive super cars
I fuck the smartest women, I fuck stupid broads
They know who I is, they know who I are
Fill this cup up like a battery and now I'm supercharged
Fill this blunt up, take off like a rocket, I see super stars
Moon and Mars
Put a message on a bullet, now they know who my shooters are (glitt)
Covered up in these tattoos because we can't remove the scars
Turn myself into a boss, a CEO, I'm who in charge, uh
In love with the game, Cupid shot me through the heart, huh
Had to break up with fame because it broke my mood apart
Man, I chase them checks so much I nearly tore my shoes apart
I'm not a rapper, I'm an artist, bitch, do not confuse the art, no
Just let that sink in
I'ma let that, I'ma let that sink in
Uh, uh, uh
Who do I trust?
Me, that's who, I do what I must
I do what I love
You do what you lust, I don't do it for luck
I do it for bucks
I do it for blessings, turn my L into lessons
This is a message
I don't hear you haters, must be losin' reception
I am the plug (whoo)
My only connect is connect with the money
Don't fuck with my money (whoo)
The chopper will dump, now you jumpin' like bungee
Was raised in the city, was raised in the country
They pour up the Henny, they pour up the muddy
Cut the bitch off, had to get in some cutty
The prettiest nigga but shit could get ugly
I got a blue heart but I throw up the bloody
The money, the blue, that's word to Kentucky
Don't care about shit
The liquor, it numb me
You hate me, you hate me, you love me, you love me
They leave when it rain, they come when it sunny
The Grinch in my pocket, that's why they so grumpy
She said that I'm cute, but cute is for puppies
Bitch, I'm a dog
Just feed me and fuck me, uh
And roll up a blunt while you rub me
Put dick in your box, you put food in my tummy (food in my tummy)
When we get home, better take off them clothes and no phones
Put your hair in a scrunchy (hair in a scrunchy)
Freak in the sheets but a queen in the streets
Got me singin', like, "Isn't she lovely?"
I hate on niggas bitchin', listen, trigger finger itchn', just call me a junkie
Whoo, uh, uh, uh
This shit is deeper than rap
This is above me
I am the monkey that's stuck in the middle of misunderstandin' and judgment
They think that they bringin' me down (no)
But I'm up to somethin' (I'm up to somethin')
I'm here and I'm stickin' around (huh)
This is not up for discussion, nigga, huh?
Gimme some head until you get a concussion, yeah
To me, it's just normal, to some, it's disgustin', yeah
Yeah, throw her ass on the bed when she's fussin' and cussin', uh
Like, assume the position, stop makin' assumptions
Without the support, I am nothin'
Shout out my producer, I can't forget the production
I broke a few hearts, had to do some construction
I swear it's so hard to ignore that seduction
Red dot on the Glock, look like she blushin'
I'ma just shit on them niggas that thought they were stoppin' my toilet from flushin'
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
Crime Poetry (Outro) Lyrics as written by Matthew Jacobson Katorah Marrero
Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Lyrics powered by LyricFind
Add your thoughts
Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.
Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!
More Featured Meanings
The Night We Met
Lord Huron
Lord Huron
Mental Istid
Ebba Grön
Ebba Grön
This is one of my favorite songs. https://fnfgo.io
No Surprises
Radiohead
Radiohead
Same ideas expressed in Fitter, Happier are expressed in this song. We're told to strive for some sort of ideal life, which includes getting a good job, being kind to everyone, finding a partner, getting married, having a couple kids, living in a quiet neighborhood in a nice big house, etc. But in Fitter, Happier the narrator(?) realizes that it's incredibly robotic to live this life. People are being used by those in power "like a pig in a cage on antibiotics"--being pacified with things like new phones and cool gadgets and houses while being sucked dry. On No Surprises, the narrator is realizing how this life is killing him slowly. In the video, his helmet is slowly filling up with water, drowning him. But he's so complacent with it. This is a good summary of the song. This boring, "perfect" life foisted upon us by some higher powers (not spiritual, but political, economic, etc. politicians and businessmen, perhaps) is not the way to live. But there is seemingly no way out but death. He'd rather die peacefully right now than live in this cage. While our lives are often shielded, we're in our own protective bubbles, or protective helmets like the one Thom wears, if we look a little harder we can see all the corruption, lies, manipulation, etc. that is going on in the world, often run by huge yet nearly invisible organizations, corporations, and 'leaders'. It's a very hopeless song because it reflects real life.
Blue
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran
“Blue” is a song about a love that is persisting in the discomfort of the person experiencing the emotion. Ed Sheeran reflects on love lost, and although he wishes his former partner find happiness, he cannot but admit his feelings are still very much there. He expresses the realization that he might never find another on this stringed instrumental by Aaron Dessner.
Plastic Bag
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran
“Plastic Bag” is a song about searching for an escape from personal problems and hoping to find it in the lively atmosphere of a Saturday night party. Ed Sheeran tells the story of his friend and the myriad of troubles he is going through. Unable to find any solutions, this friend seeks a last resort in a party and the vanity that comes with it.
“I overthink and have trouble sleepin’ / All purpose gone and don’t have a reason / And there’s no doctor to stop this bleedin’ / So I left home and jumped in the deep end,” Ed Sheeran sings in verse one. He continues by adding that this person is feeling the weight of having disappointed his father and doesn’t have any friends to rely on in this difficult moment. In the second verse, Ed sings about the role of grief in his friend’s plight and his dwindling faith in prayer. “Saturday night is givin’ me a reason to rely on the strobe lights / The lifeline of a promise in a shot glass, and I’ll take that / If you’re givin’ out love from a plastic bag,” Ed sings on the chorus, as his friend turns to new vices in hopes of feeling better.