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Calls Himself a Soldier [SKIT]
- //At the SML house, Mario is sitting at the red couch until Jeffy enters.
- Jeffy: Hey uh, daddy?
- Mario: What is it, Jeffy?
- Jeffy: Do you know where I can put my huge stack of a million cash?
- Mario: ..Jeffy, you do not have a million cash laying around.
- Jeffy: Yes I do! I self published my recent rap songs, and they were the hottest shit out there!
- Mario: Jeffy, there's NO way that your rap songs sold for that much money, let alone a million.
- Jeffy: Actually, it's 10 million. I got 1/10th of it. Pretty dope.
- Mario: ..why??
- Jeffy: The website wanted a big cut of it for some reason, but I still got a million dollars.
- Mario: So uh.. you really do have a million dollars?
- Jeffy: Yeah, I just dumped it downstairs.
- Mario: Where?
- Jeffy: The kitchen floor. It was so heavy, and I was hungry, so I dropped it off.
- Mario: Oh.. That's great, Jeffy!..
- Mario whispers: Holy shit, Chef Pee Pee's gonna cash in and quit his job.
- Jeffy: What was that?
- Mario: Oh, nothing, just mumbling to myself
- (A knock on the door..)
- Mario: Who's at the door?
- Jeffy: I don't even know.
- Mario: Well, I'm just gonna answer it, I guess.
- Jeffy: Well alright.
- //Mario goes downstairs and opens the door to see Seth and StalinsSoldier.
- Mario: Uh.. hello?
- SS: Where is Jeffy at?
- Mario: Jeffy?
- SS: Yeah!
- Mario: Who are you? Wh Why do you want to see Jeffy?
- SS: Because he's a fucking bum!
- Seth: Yeah, ya see, sir, this kid entered the rap battle arena, against this guy named Fordorn, and he dropped some wack shit. Fordorn forfeited out of pity, and now Mr. Solder is pissed off.
- Mario: Why? What are you gonna do?
- SS: Because Fordorn broke the fucking rules, that's what! We are here to return the favor.
- Mario: How, even??
- SS: By tearing his ass up with bars!
- Seth: Yeah.. that's the gist of it.
- Mario: You guys aren't going to shoot him, right? Or frame him for a crime?
- SS: What? No! Man, white people gotta worry about everything!
- Mario: But sir..
- SS: Hm?
- Mario: You're white though..
- SS: Oh, nono, you see, I'm from the UK, but I identify as Russian.
- Mario: ..What?
- SS: Yeah, those damn white people spilled all our tea years ago, and now I'm Stalin's soldier.
- Mario: ???
- Seth: I'd just roll with it, man. We won't hurt Jeffy, just bring him here to get this over with.
- Mario: Ugh, fine. JEFFY, the rap battle hosts are here to see you!
- //Jeffy hears that upstairs.
- Jeffy: (Oh shizkabob, I gotta put on my rapper outfit!)
- Jeffy: In a minute!!
- //Mario hears that from upstairs.
- Mario: He says he'll be a minute.
- Seth: Alright.
- SS: ..Whatever.
- //Few minutes later, J Fee comes down to greet Seth and SS.
- J Fee: D N AAAAAAA, what's up assplappers?
- SS: Ah, so YOU'RE the dipshit who messed up the rap battle, ey?
- J Fee: I didn't mess it up. I WON.
- SS: So that's what you believe, fool?
- Seth: Yeah, actually kid, Fordorn decided to forfeit for your sake. Now Mr. Soldier is mad.
- J Fee: What are y'all fake gangstas going to do?
- Mario: ..Jeffy, I would not insult these people..
- SS: WELL kid, on behalf of my club, I want to correct this mistake and drop the freshest bars imaginable on your ass.
- J Fee: Then bring it, faggot.
- SS: Wh ..WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?
- J Fee: Faggot.
- Mario: Jeffy!
- Seth: This kid got balls. I like that.
- SS: You idiot.. You have awakened the beast! Time to tear you a new one!
- *ahem*...
- Russia is our sacred state,
- Russia is our beloved country.
- A mighty will, great glory –
- Your dignity for all time!
- Be glorified, our free Fatherland,
- The age old union of fraternal peoples,
- Ancestor given wisdom of the people!
- Be glorified, country! We are proud of you!
- //A few more minutes of singing the Russian National Anthem later...
- SS: ..so kid? How'd you like it? How'd you like being embarrassed to your very core?
- J Fee: ...
- Mario: ..Jeffy?
- ...
- J Fee: WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
- //Jeffy starts crying and going upstairs.
- Seth: Huh. Okay.
- SS: Haha, yeah, cry motherfucker!
- Mario: Wh Jeffy, come back!
- (Mario runs after him.)
- SS: That'll teach ya never to walk in my club again!
- //Jeffy is sniffling upstairs.
- Mario: Jeffy, why are you crying??
- Jeffy: Because.. because..
- Mario: Jeffy, he didn't even spit bars or whatever. It's just the Russian anthem..
- Jeffy: No, because.. hearing that shit brought back bad memories of the Gulag labor camps..
- Mario: ..the what?
- Jeffy: The grueling work.. nothing to remind me of loved ones.. little to no food, harsh conditions.. When he praised the same country that did all of that, it was a heavy hitter..
- Mario: Jeffy.. what are you saying? You weren't even there.
- Jeffy: I have memories of past lives.
- Mario: Well uh, anyway.. what are you gonna do now?
- Jeffy: What else?
- Mario: ..What else what?
- Jeffy: Nothing else! I gotta get REVENGE...
- //TO BE CONTINUED...
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