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