Lyrical Breakdown of Is She Gon Pop - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how J. Cole weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Is She Gon Pop" 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 J. Cole 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 J. Cole's narrative.

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Yeah Yeah Art of seduction Hoes jump like Vince Carter backstage like they a part of production We talked about her dreams you gotta start off with somethin' Her momma went to college but yet her father was hustlin' Found it funny 'cause now they daughter is stuck-in A similar predicament, I'm askin' where her nigga went She said your guess is good as mine Dropped outta school now he run the streets like all the time Left me alone with this baby I don't hear from the nigga And to keep hundred with you, I don't care for the nigga Well, movin' on Funny 'cause I only know a couple of your songs But I love when they come on Word I'll take it, baby I'll take it Why I'm starin' at you 'cause I'm picturing you naked Know what's on your mind embrace it, do not fake it Tonight is what you make it, take it do not waste it Take a shot you not wasted, look in the blocks with mind play? I'm in a small ass town with a superstar chick This is superstar dick Girl, how could you not taste it? That's a little egotistic My amigos be hocking in Toledo Niggas winning off me, it's all G 'Cause he know bitches can't get the Michael, so they settling for Tito We know, yeah nigga we know Hot bitch fell in my lap like cappuccino Niggas so thirsty it irks me You keep on putting bitches over money, but that ain't my cup of tea though Nah nigga, the game is to get A bunch of paper just to change your fucking neighbors and shit I swear if niggas put half of what they put in chasing ass into a craft By now you'd be famous and rich But I get it, you rather lay with a bitch While you play with her pussy, and let her play with your dick She thinking she got a first round pick She thinking 'bout all the things she can get She thinking you got a range for a whip And a fly ass cribbo, but it's not that simple 'cause All you got is a phone full of bitches, and they just like her Meanwhile, I'm stacking paper up, my word Had more hoes coming than a bus driver Got a full-grown woman wanna fuck my word, wanna ride my nouns Let her suck my verbs aye I'll take it, baby I'll take it Why I'm starin' at you 'cause I'm picturing you naked Know what's on your mind embrace it, do not fake it Tonight is what you make it, take it do not waste it Take a shot you not wasted, look in the blocks with mind play? I'm in a small ass town with a superstar chick This is superstar dick Girl, how could you not taste it