In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
[Intro]
Get the, fuck outta my face
Byah
[Verse 1]
I wake up, rub my eyes
Dry vomit on my shirt
The light bulb goes off my conscience is alert
Max girl hate me and the talkin' never work
My demons have no reason and that monster be the worst
Who lived this life well, I'm possibly the first
Gotta saga, back by popular demand, I been honest man
All my life, it's just the real, it ain't the wrong or right
You think the bitches wanna fuck you 'cause your songs is nice
Blood stains on my shirt, must had an awesome night
Reincarnate, Ray Charles before he lost his sight
I'm on the mic like, Jordan Nikes, try to sell my soul
But the devil broke, he can't afford the price
Shootin' pornos havin' boogie nights
You a cookie cutter motherfucker, pussy tight
Sometimes I feel so blue but I'm still lookin' white
Shit I'm just like you, you said you just like who?
Well I bust right through like enough like when you love life too much in a plush white suit, shine what the fuck lights do
And my wife just like her pussy 'cause she up tight too
Bro this my crib, where I live, who the fuck invite you?
I'm a fat bitch addict, love my plus sized boo
I told her roll over that roll over, that's fun times two
Don't get it twisted 'cause these bitches basically love dykes too
I pulled up, pulled out, soon as I come I'm through, shit
[Hook]
This, is, the hook(Yeah)
This, is, the hook(Yeah)
This, is, the hook(Yeah, yeah)
This, is, the hook
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Nobody guardin' this, had it locked up before I started it
Retarded shit, kinda like my father but don't Mark a bit
You see I make it then they market it
It's hard to whip in San Diego, findin' out where Carmen lives
These are my hungover thoughts, I'm so ashamed in Norte Dame
With a hunched over walk, yeah
I like my bitches when they fuck more than talk
And have the halos of an angel hidden up in a box
This evil is the easel that we paint up on
And those divas ain't no divas with no make up on
I'm in the bed, she give me head like, "what's taking long?"
I'm like "it's hard to finish when this fuckin' Drake is on"
But it's my favorite song, I'm concentratin' on the cord change
My impure brain, take it all the way, ignore pain
"Why you suck my dick like it's a chore babe?"
I'ma turn these kids into a short stain
I'm too nice, always givin' you what you like
You can trust me, I'm like Dudley, I always do right
Bitches love me, must be the money I'm on it tonight
Get the action then send her packed on the Jetblue flight
And nobody wanna fuck with a legend, I be on my shit
On a trip twenty-four seven, if you scared go to church
I'm the God, I'm the Reverend
Most Dope be the squad that I'm reppin', shit
[Hook]
This, is, the hook(Yeah)
This, is, the hook(Yeah)
This, is, the hook
This, is, the [censored]
[Pre-Bridge]
Well get ready
Here comes the bridge
Oh I hope you're ready
Here comes the bridge
Oh I hope you're ready, ready
Here comes the bridge
I hope you're ready
Here comes the bridge
Lets go
[Bridge]
I can sing a song if you want me to sing a song(Woo)
I can sing a song if you want me to sing a song
I can sign a song if you want me to sing a song, wooh
I can sign a song if you want me to sing a song
I can sing a song for ya (Keep going)
If you want me to sing a song, I can sign a song for ya, hey hey(Woo)
If you want me to sing a song, I can sign a song for ya, hey hey hey(Woo)
If you want me to sing a song, I can sign a song for ya, hey hey
If you want me to sing a song, I can sign a song, you can sign along
[Outro]
Yeah
This that motherfuckin' real shit
Only givin' you that real shit
This that motherfuckin' real shit
Real shit, this that real shit
Real shit, this that real shit
Real shit, this that, this that real shit
Real shit, this that motherfuckin' real shit
That real shit, this that motherfuckin' real shit
That real shit, that I told you bout
The real shit, real shit
This that motherfuckin' real shit, real shit
Are you ready for some real shit, that real shit
This that motherfuckin' real shit, Woo (Woo)
Get the, fuck outta my face
Byah
[Verse 1]
I wake up, rub my eyes
Dry vomit on my shirt
The light bulb goes off my conscience is alert
Max girl hate me and the talkin' never work
My demons have no reason and that monster be the worst
Who lived this life well, I'm possibly the first
Gotta saga, back by popular demand, I been honest man
All my life, it's just the real, it ain't the wrong or right
You think the bitches wanna fuck you 'cause your songs is nice
Blood stains on my shirt, must had an awesome night
Reincarnate, Ray Charles before he lost his sight
I'm on the mic like, Jordan Nikes, try to sell my soul
But the devil broke, he can't afford the price
Shootin' pornos havin' boogie nights
You a cookie cutter motherfucker, pussy tight
Sometimes I feel so blue but I'm still lookin' white
Shit I'm just like you, you said you just like who?
Well I bust right through like enough like when you love life too much in a plush white suit, shine what the fuck lights do
And my wife just like her pussy 'cause she up tight too
Bro this my crib, where I live, who the fuck invite you?
I'm a fat bitch addict, love my plus sized boo
I told her roll over that roll over, that's fun times two
Don't get it twisted 'cause these bitches basically love dykes too
I pulled up, pulled out, soon as I come I'm through, shit
[Hook]
This, is, the hook(Yeah)
This, is, the hook(Yeah)
This, is, the hook(Yeah, yeah)
This, is, the hook
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Nobody guardin' this, had it locked up before I started it
Retarded shit, kinda like my father but don't Mark a bit
You see I make it then they market it
It's hard to whip in San Diego, findin' out where Carmen lives
These are my hungover thoughts, I'm so ashamed in Norte Dame
With a hunched over walk, yeah
I like my bitches when they fuck more than talk
And have the halos of an angel hidden up in a box
This evil is the easel that we paint up on
And those divas ain't no divas with no make up on
I'm in the bed, she give me head like, "what's taking long?"
I'm like "it's hard to finish when this fuckin' Drake is on"
But it's my favorite song, I'm concentratin' on the cord change
My impure brain, take it all the way, ignore pain
"Why you suck my dick like it's a chore babe?"
I'ma turn these kids into a short stain
I'm too nice, always givin' you what you like
You can trust me, I'm like Dudley, I always do right
Bitches love me, must be the money I'm on it tonight
Get the action then send her packed on the Jetblue flight
And nobody wanna fuck with a legend, I be on my shit
On a trip twenty-four seven, if you scared go to church
I'm the God, I'm the Reverend
Most Dope be the squad that I'm reppin', shit
[Hook]
This, is, the hook(Yeah)
This, is, the hook(Yeah)
This, is, the hook
This, is, the [censored]
[Pre-Bridge]
Well get ready
Here comes the bridge
Oh I hope you're ready
Here comes the bridge
Oh I hope you're ready, ready
Here comes the bridge
I hope you're ready
Here comes the bridge
Lets go
[Bridge]
I can sing a song if you want me to sing a song(Woo)
I can sing a song if you want me to sing a song
I can sign a song if you want me to sing a song, wooh
I can sign a song if you want me to sing a song
I can sing a song for ya (Keep going)
If you want me to sing a song, I can sign a song for ya, hey hey(Woo)
If you want me to sing a song, I can sign a song for ya, hey hey hey(Woo)
If you want me to sing a song, I can sign a song for ya, hey hey
If you want me to sing a song, I can sign a song, you can sign along
[Outro]
Yeah
This that motherfuckin' real shit
Only givin' you that real shit
This that motherfuckin' real shit
Real shit, this that real shit
Real shit, this that real shit
Real shit, this that, this that real shit
Real shit, this that motherfuckin' real shit
That real shit, this that motherfuckin' real shit
That real shit, that I told you bout
The real shit, real shit
This that motherfuckin' real shit, real shit
Are you ready for some real shit, that real shit
This that motherfuckin' real shit, Woo (Woo)
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
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