Lyrical Breakdown of PROFIT - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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No you might, no you might Dirt under my fingernails, blood on my top hat Nigga talkin' tough, I had to peel the nigga top back Flowin' on the beat, my engineer gon' mute the talkback Black bitches always bendin' backwards on a soft mat Doin' acrobatics, fallin' face first, ass down I was playin' father figure, now I'm makin' six now Six figures, now my shit's bigger and you're sick now Who woulda thought that Jaylah Hickmon be a hit now? I rep my city despite the fact that they hated me I'm breakin' bread with bird bitches like catering I'm makin' peace with the fact that I'm goin' pop and shit I'm makin' pop and shit, but I'm still poppin' shit My label hate the direction I'm goin', they knock my shit Stick to the plan and ignore 'em, I can't acknowledge it They don't make statues of critics They don't make statues of fans I'm not no poli-ma-tician, I can't be shakin' them hands Fuck modest, fuck polished, fuck the politics I pledge allegiance to the motherfuckin' profit, bitch Jaylah Hickmon? Hello? You in the booth still? We're recordin' right now You're record– Nah, man, I'm just really proud of you though I mean, that's, that's all I just, just wanna tell you that I'm proud of you, I love you, like Talk your shit, go crazy I mean, go be the icon that you are, that's all