Lyrical Breakdown of Clean Up - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Danny Brown weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Clean Up" 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 Danny Brown 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 Danny Brown's narrative.

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The thoughts all cloudy In the marijuana sky, but it started raining molly It got me feeling sorry while I'm feeling on myself Cause I don't know this bitch name but I'm feeling on her breast I know it ain't right, but in this state I don't care A whole week done went past, I don't go nowhere Hotel rooms crushing pills and menus Daughter sending me messages saying "Daddy, I miss you" But in this condition I don't think she need to see me Ain't slept in four days, and I'm smelling like seaweed Problems in my past haunt my future and the present Escaping from reality got me missing my blessings Sent a couple G's but that make it no better And now I got habits that ain't getting no better And it ain't that easy trying to get all together Been stressing so long think depression done settled It's time for me to clean it up I came too far to fuck it up like It's time for me to clean it up I came too far to fuck it up like Pops left mom when I was only 18 So rightfully that meant I had to be the man of things And by 28, mom was damn near homeless And now I'm 31 she 'bout to fucking cop her own shit Triple beam dreams brought me nothing but nightmares Thought that I was helping but the system don't fight fair Cases had me locked up, mama always wrote me Pops my only visit, they the only ones that loved me That's why I feel bad, popping Givenchy tags Knowing that this tee could feed my nephew for a week For material I'm weak, acting like I don't care I spend it all on clothes, then something is wrong there I sent my mom some G's, but that makes it no better Cause now I got habits that ain't getting no better And it ain't that easy trying to get all together Been stressing so long think depression done settled It's time for me to clean it up I came too far to fuck it up like It's time for me to clean it up I came too far to fuck it up like