Lyric Analysis

Lyric Analysis

Full Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Yeah, livin' life like this

Gotta paint a picture when I write like this

Tales from my hood, not a sight like this

Where they up to no good on a night like this

Where they up to no good on a night like this

And the murder motherfuckers just 'cause

Type of shit I see, you probably wonder where I was

I was in the crib, just sittin' on the rug

Basedheads comin' through lookin' for the plug

Now, born and raised in my area

Beautiful by day, by night it's hysteria

Fuck around and bury ya tonight

Ridin' with my homies on sight

Momma telle me to come in at night

Now I really gotta go, but they never know

Livin' life to the fullest, I gotta blow

Po-po finna bust in the door we got blow in the crib

In the kitchen over there next to the baby with the bib

Goddamn, what it feel like, middle of the night

Wakin' up, scared for my life

Never had the heat, just a knife

When the gat go blat like that

Guaranatee you it's a wrap

Finna put you on your back like that

Just breathe, while their mama grieve

Bullet to the dome like an Aleve

Gotta leave for the premises, to murder my nemesis

No, no, uh, uh, just stop, stop, stop

'Fore they even call the cops

Do it for the money and the bitches

And the drugs and the props

Tell me why another body even gotta drop

Get shot off top for some shit that was gang related

[News Reporter]

"Up first at first tonight, breaking news in Gaithersburg, where a massive manhunt is underway after a deadly shooting. It's all unfolding in the 400 block of West Deer Park and 355. Our Montgomery County reporter joins us, with the latest tonight."

[Verse 2]

Livin' life like this

Hope little Bobby never fight like this

Stab a motherfucker with a knife like this

All about the money on a night like this

Run up in the crib, put a bullet in your rib

Got a lot to give, but I never had the chance

Never had the chance, yeah

Stay strapped, but I hate it when I take it out

If you want it I'ma lay it out

Hope my little brother make it out

Every night what I pray about what I pray about

Check it, uh yeah, got a son on the way

But I cling to the streets even though I wanna run away

I imagine a better life

Where I never had a debt in life

Hit you with the {gunshots} in the dead of night

Sellin' crack to my own pops

Pushin' this weight on my own block

If I sell a brick I can but a house

If they find the key they might lock me up

But I take the chance

'Cause I need that shit and don't give a fuck

Take the chance, 'cause I need that shit and don't give a fuck

[Pause] - Get down or lay down

Hit ya with the Beretta, you better stay down

Stray shots on the playground

Livin' how I'm livin' with the life that I'm given

Anybody that's ridin' with me, I'm ridin' with 'em

Show the enemy, and I'ma hit 'em

The second I bit 'em, I get 'em

And hit 'em with the venom

Ain't no need to pretend I'ma never do it

I knew it, already been through it

I do it for the street, for the fam, for the life

Anybody that's gang related

Analysis

'Gotta paint a picture' this shows the audience  that this song is about a real experience in his childhood. Due to this it makes a connection with the audience.

'Tales from my hood' this, again, shows that this is a true story.

'Murder' shows the audience that living in this area was a matter of life and death.

'I was in the crib' tell the audience that he had to grow up in this environment and why he raps about his life.

'Basedheads comin' through lookin' for the plug' tells the audience that people would come to his house, when he was a child, looking for drugs.

'Beautiful by day, by night it's hysteria' tells us that while it was safe during the day time, it became deadly during the night.

'Momma tells me to come in at night' this makes it seem for deadly as he is bringing in his mum, who has warned him about where they live.

'Po-po finna bust in the door we got blow in the crib' shows that the police would storm into his house while he was a child 'baby in the bib'.

'Wakin' up, scared for my life' shows the unease that people felt when living here, and this follows the theme of the song, the dangers of living in the hood.

'Just breathe, while their mama grieve' tells the audience that people often died and this then leads to 'their mama grieve'. This is a hard hitting lyric as the audience will immediately realise that the mothers had to go to their children's funerals.

'Tell me why another body even gotta drop' shows the audience that the artist does not want anymore people to die in the neighbourhood and he wants it to be safe for everyone.

The news report in the middle of the song tells of a shooting in the area and the news report that follows the man hunt for the culprit.

'Bobby' is the real name of the artist which means this is a song about either him, or he has some part of the story.  

'With a knife like this'  tell the audience that the environment that he lives in is dangerous and means that most days are  life and death situation.

'All about the money' makes it apparent that everyone acts in order to gain more money or power.

'Run up in the crib, put a bullet in your rib' signifies the harsh reality that they are living in. 

'Hope my little brother make it out' this line means a lot more to people who know Logic's backstory. The song is from the perspective of Logic's brother, who had to live in this environment and deal drugs in order to survive. The 'little brother' is about Logic who ahs found success in his music and was able to 'make it out'.

'I imagine a better life' this tells the audience that he no longer wants to be in the situation that he finds himself in. Logic's brother has found that 'better life' being married with children and this tells the audience who can relate to the song, that there is a way out.

'Sellin' crack to my own pops' Logic and his brother used to sell drugs to both his mum and dad in order to make money and this shows the harsh reality that they live in.

'Stray shots on the playground' a playground is a place of innocence and this can make the audience feel sympathy due to the children that play at playgrounds and the fears that they would be harmed.

'I do it for the street, for the fam, for the life' people do what they do in this situation in order to survive. Their actions are for the people they care about and this is why many want to leave so they can have a easier life.