Lyrical Breakdown of Fucks Given - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Fucks Given" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Childish Gambino weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Fucks Given" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Childish Gambino employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Childish Gambino's narrative.

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She texted me today; she said she hate me Sh-she's not the first She probably won't be the last Hehehe, I don't give a fuck (hahahah) {"GANGSTA GRIZILLS!!"} I came here to do my own shit I came here to do my own shit No, fucks, given (fucks, given) No, fucks, given What you know about me? No one else can do it like me, no one else can do it like me I was checkin' I.D; she don't look 18 (no) she don't know 18, no I was doin' my thing, you know I was tossin' that green; we ain't even on the same team We ain't even hit her with the real shit, I'ma show these motherfuckers you ain't really seem real (WHOOP!) Ahh, I'mma do it for the real niggas When them boys ain't feelin' ya; real only see real nigga Heard of Bino man that boy amazin' (amazin') you don't hear me cause a nigga blazin' (blazin') Oh you don't want a problem You don't want yo' man to solve 'em, naw I'm killin' these niggas off a mixtape and most these niggas out been fake Me and my niggas all homeless, we ain't hear shit that y'all told us We was gettin' money, you ain't gettin' money, all we did was study, all we did was study We don't give a fuck about status, girls and you know I got baddest Just cut her off, she the saddest, wish a nigga would like Aladdin No chill, dress code I'm like "Oh well" She ain't seen my hotel, man them numbers don't bode well War is hell; this ain't war but I'm beefin' nigga, my ether nigga - WHOO!! I don't fuck with the fake shit, more green than a spaceship We don't fuck with y'all, no way, y'all ain't got no taste Rap is not bold face, now we in the mix If you broke we can fix it, sayin' I ain't doin' things, look at this shit Look at this shit, look at this shit Uhh