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Cleaning Out My Closet
- Yo this might get a little personal, or a lot actually
- Viewer digression is advised,
- Yo look, growing up I was never really civilized,
- I was always the kid, skippin school, smokin pot, gettin vaporized
- An ill judged crook, out runnin in the streets
- Always thinking imma make it somewhere with these fucking beats
- Tryna make some money doing some dirty deeds
- See I ain't never shoot no body,
- But I'll pull the trigger if you fuck with my posse
- I never really had no real friends tho so I turned to drugs
- Got hard into them, using and selling to thugs
- I was always sneaking out with guys, and telling major lies
- But this is all after the sexual abuse started,
- I mean i can remember most of it but its a bit spotted
- See it's difficult to open up those scars that never healed
- But ill show you most of the secrets i concealed
- It started by him saying about how beautiful I was an
- He was sayin how it wasn't fair that I was his cousin
- He tried to work his way up in between my thighs,
- Saying it's okay, you'll be just fine, He was telling me some lies
- I punched and kicked and begged him to stop
- I started bleeding cause my cherry just popped
- I was scared to tell the truth cause i was afraid they'd just blame it on youth
- It happened so often that my mind started feeling foreign
- My mind went into dark places, fucking distortion
- I didn't wanna live anymore so i tried committing suicide
- As many pills as I took, I honestly should've died
- And I really regret not taking just a few more
- Living life always knocking on closed doors
- It continued on for quite some time
- This is my way with dealing with it, speaking in rhymes
- My mental state just worsened everyday,
- I had plans of death in every crooked way
- I imagined going on a killing spree, then I'd just flee
- On a chase with the feds, eventually shooting myself in the head
- Two years later down the road, he was still continuing on with his pathetic show
- Then the truth finally came out, word got around
- I solemnly swear that none of this is a lie,
- It feels so good to get this off my chest with a heaving sigh
- Then it was publicized, that's when they finally sympathized
- He got locked away, come to think of it it's almost his last day
- Scary thing is that he said, soon as he gets out, he's gonna slit my throat
- Damn... guess I'm fucked, sorry to end it on such a bad note....
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