Lyrical Breakdown of Jam - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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It was cool And he'd get back on the phone and say Bernie I got somethin' I want you to hear And what you do players, is you get the phone And you hold it up to the speakers and you let Luther do your talkin' for you And Luther break it down like Ridin' around in my whip, listenin' into my shit She want to hear track six, he told me that's her (jam) Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga feelin' like Michael Jackson, Jordan, don't matter to me they both (jam) I'm all in her head, she's all in my bed I'm locked and loaded, ready to go like a gun that don't (jam) I'm all in-between, that's all that she needs Her body rockin', nobody stoppin', this song is probably on (jam) Listen all you like Tattoos showin' out the shower in the mirror, go to clickin' on the lights And this ain't what you like (jam) I can lay you on your back then I hit you with the pound game Pin you down so you can't run, in and out game Hit you from the back, probably get you with the mouth game Ain't nobody business, this is our thing (jam) Spit all in-between both cheeks, now I spread 'em Bet the neighbors know my name when you keep sayin' Kevin Hands behind, I'ma stand behind you Pullin' on your hair, lot of ass behind you (jam) Got me sayin', "ooh keep goin' with your moves" Candles by the bed, God damn this a movie Stuffin' you with dick while my finger in your booty Hit you with the Ruger, the bitch don't (jam) Ridin' around in my whip, listenin' into my shit She want to hear track six, he told me that's her (jam) Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga feelin' like Michael Jackson, Jordan, don't matter to me they both (jam) I'm all in her head, she's all in my bed I'm locked and loaded, ready to go like a gun that don't (jam) I'm all in-between, that's all that she needs Her body rockin', nobody stoppin', this song is probably on (jam) Bad, but I won't push it Never break flower but she won't quit lookin' Look at her dress, look at her thighs No draws underneath, with the slits in the side Squintin' my eyes, locked in with the notion If she squint back, bet I'm approachin' Playin' my song, slow dancin' to Strokin' Track number seven, told me it was her (jam) Do you kiss with your friend? Oh you roll with your friends? Start the car and I get in, we rollin' Let the leaf hit the green, we smokin' Slow motion coupe just floatin' Kissin' on her finger with my hand on her breast Tongue doin' circles round the ring of her nipple Would you mind on repeat but she might be trippin' Really, not really, sayin' it was her (jam) Hit her right like Nikon do Stays back on W I'ma show her what this pipe game do I'ma hit her till the sky turn blue And I'ma jam on it, jam on it Jam on it, jam on it I'ma jam on it, jam on it, jam on it I'ma jam on it, jam on it, jam on it Ridin' around in my whip, listenin' into my shit She want to hear track six, he told me that's her (jam) Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga feelin' like Michael Jackson, Jordan, don't matter to me they both (jam) I'm all in her head, she's all in my bed I'm locked and loaded, ready to go like a gun that don't (jam) I'm all in-between, that's all that she needs Her body rockin', nobody stoppin', this song is probably on (jam)