Lyrical Breakdown of I'm Out - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "I'm Out" 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 "I'm Out" 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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I had to be like 15 My dog ain't have his ills but copped a Cutlass Supreme (yeah) Clean from an old white dude, he got a deal (woo) And at the gas station where he got killed (damn) Late night fillin' up (uh), niggas shot him up (like) Asleep when the call came, news when I woke up 17 carjacked, dead at the Mobil I swear I shed a tear every time I see a photo Now I'm all grown up, same spot cop Swishers (yeah) Old school Chevy check the rearview mirror (uh) Give a bum a buck, show the lil' niggas love (love) Pocket full of Kush, so I hit 'em with a nug (nug) My homie left the hood, I ain't seen him in a minute (what up?) Pull up smokin' Reggie with his bitch in a rental (yeah) He said he just got out, and can I let him hold somethin' (uh) I told him that I'm broke, man, I ain't got nothin' And I'm out (I'm out, a'ight then, a'ight then) In a '87 Cutty 'bout to go pick up a light skin And I'm out (I'm out, a'ight then, a'ight then) Blowin' on some Kush, the color Minnesota Viking I'm out (I'm out, a'ight then, a'ight then) Catch me swoopin' up a freak, and I'm knowin' how my night ends I'm out (I'm out, a'ight then, a'ight then) Sayin' killa has some lightnin', pipe blue or pipe thin See, this is all we know (know) Just runnin' 'round the hood dog with nowhere to go (go) Wanna grab some Swishers but the narcs at the store (store) So we parked at my man's, put the chronic on hold (swoo) So now we just postin', drinkin' on some 40s (uh) My nigga got his 40 said drop him at his shorty Told my nigga, "Chill", 'bout to roll one with hash Soon as the hook leave then my nigga we can smash (smash) All in rotation, puff-puff passin' Eyes like cherries through magnifyin' glasses Think I got the munchies, my nigga, you hungry? 'Bout to run to Corktown, grab us some mudgies The blunt turned to ash, gave a dap and laughed Drunk the rest of the 40, threw the bottle in the trash Made sure I had my phone, grabbed a square out the pack (uh) Gave my homie that, jumped in the Cutty then I smashed And I'm out (I'm out, a'ight then, a'ight then) In a '87 Cutty 'bout to go pick up a light skin I'm out (I'm out, a'ight then, a'ight then) Blowin' on some Kush, the color Minnesota Viking I'm out (I'm out, a'ight then, a'ight then) Catch me swoopin' up a freak, and I'm knowin' how my night ends I'm out (I'm out, a'ight then, a'ight then) Sayin' killa has some lightnin', pipe blue or pipe thin Rest in peace to all my niggas, Lil Rob, my nigga Arm It's all love, 'bout to roll up, get up outta here Been a couple blocks Make sure y'all nigga's bitches ain't around because they will get kidnapped Other than that