Lyrical Breakdown of Prison Deform - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Kodak Black weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Prison Deform" 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 Kodak Black employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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At first, I had been contemplatin' on droppin' this tonight But you know, it's music, you know? Feel me? My expression through my art, mm (yeah) Pressure built up and he tense I hear niggas talkin' 'bout me through the vent Built-up frustration, you suck another nigga dick High blood pressure, he gotta jack his dick to cool off Snortin' up powder like you Rudolph Can't wait to make it rappin', get some money so I can cool off So I can cool out, and I ain't gotta worry about a shootout, yeah I grew up, there ain't no way out, now leave a trail Thinkin' relations, how they play out, it be betrayal When I was goin' through my shit, they said, "Oh well" E'rybody feelin' like it's fuck me Where Black Panther was when I was goin' through injustice? Light at the tunnel, I can't see that I was too busy sittin' in that one room, where Jay-Z at? Reachin' out to me, can't do an interview with me My nigga left me on seen I had to answer to the questions that they askin' me on the TV You coulda came through to free me Black Lives Matter can suck my motherfuckin' dick Ain't nobody care when I was goin' through my shit Yeah, and Trump freed more niggas than Obama did If I had a chance, I'd elect that boy again Stupid-ass niggas don't wanna sit down with the man So how's it feel to execute your plan, dummy? Niggas tried to play me off my money Made a general statement, I was speakin' in third person, mm They tried to twist this shit to hurt me, mm Snatchin' off food from my table Big Boi and T.I. tried to get me kicked up off my label Niagara County jail, I'm sittin' without no bail Usually you're the prisoner, she fine as hell Video visit, me and Lil Yachty He say the game miss me, I been feelin' good without it I ain't poppin' out nowhere like I'm on house arrest I just want the money, y'all can have the rest, I'm good Nigga tried to do somethin' for the hood Then people turned around and say my new shit ain't enough Prison reform, no, prison deform You sent Kodak Black to the worthless pen' in America Prison reform, no, prison deform But sendin' all the other celebrities to a better one For petty shit, niggas gettin' flipped 'round my way That Eagle dead, knew I woulda killed 'em that day Them people in blue, they ain't really fond of when you Black First step, act nigga Obama and do that Niggas losin' hope 'cause they ain't loved by anybody Went to smokin' dope and talkin' down on e'rybody Prison reform, no, prison deform, prison reform No, motherfucker, it's prison deform Prison reform, no, prison deform, prison reform No motherfucker, it's prison deform, nigga Ain't nobody happy for Gucci Mane 'cause he chillin' Like he was better off in prison I'm so pissed off at IB, but they say since he been with Keisha He been happy and his music soundin' different Yeah, and ain't nobody clappin' for Rick Ross and his weight loss Like he was better unhealthy when he was dyin' I'm so motherfuckin' ashamed of our kind And you know after this, they gon' try to criticize But you know I come on and spit the real The real spill, lil' Bill You know I'ma always keep it Z, you can count on me for that That's all I know how to do is keep it true, you know I'm sayin'? But I say prison deform, they speakin' prison reform But you know, this shit set up for me to fail Send you to prison, then put you on probation Nine outta ten, you violatin', you know? You tell a dude who been carryin' a strap all they life To put the gun down And it yeen nothin', you know, shit, we scared of y'all Nam sayin'? We don't know what y'all finna turn up Wake up one day and do, know I'm sayin'? Nigga got so used to concealin' this motherfuckin' firearm, this shit like an outfit This shit like FUBU now, know I'm sayin'? Fuckin' world is dangerous, how you gon' tell me to put the gun down? You see where the fuck I'm at? Cracker, well, you put yours down My fuckin' environment, my surroundin' communities You see what this shit, what the fuck goin' on out here, nam sayin'? (Y'all killin' us everywhere we go at) Or if they can't get you like that, they gon' tell you They gon' try to book you by drugs By drugs that you consume The drugs that you end up feelin' like that you need It's very imperative for yo' mental, nam sayin'? (Talmbout a piss test) Man, fuck what I put in my body gotta do with me bein' a bad person or not? (Cracker, that don't mean) that don't mean send me to prison Take me away from my family and my children 'Cause I motherfuckin' wanted to pop a Perc', nam sayin'? Cracker, I ain't puttin' it in yo' piss You know I'm sayin'? I ain't puttin' this shit in yo' body And, um, you know It's music, man, I hope e'rybody don't Be all butt hurt and feel all so sensitive 'Bout my art, 'bout me expressin' myself through my art I'm Kodak, I paint pictures vividly You know I'm sayin'? And you know, I remember sittin' in prison You know just yearnin' for that su-, that support, you know Especially from the people out here screamin' "prison reform" You know, I realized this shit really prison deform I remember layin' out all the tools for y'all to come free me, nam sayin'? You know, just me puttin' my political prisoner shit down And well, it's like, well, I had answers to shi', nam sayin'? You know, people really be for when shit convenient for them, nam sayin'? (More than half of the world are scumbags, you feel me?) I don't know Jay-Z, Jay-Z don't owe me nothin', you hear me? (Not even gettin' support from my real ones) That's yo' resources, that's yo' money (my close friends), nam sayin'? (Seein' what I was goin' through) And then, you know, I put myself in his shoes, like He know who I'm is, nam sayin'? (Man, that's crazy) He booked me for a few shows, invited me to his party You feel me, like, real shit (could barely pay that, gettin' fair to us) I come through for lil' bro, get him out (on the internet and all this) But, shit, ain't no tellin', man, he'll prolly be right back in jail, man That lil' nigga be wildin' (they really trainin') So I don't blame you, fam (the youth), nam sayin'? I hope this don't get (really trainin' deeper) The whole world mad at me again, you know (the world a piece of shit) I'm just here expressin' myself (there be pieces of shit, ah-yeah) Know I'm sayin'? And, um, you know, y'all feelin' me, y'all hearin' me To get a better insight of the Snipe (ready to it, they be duchebags) See how I feel 'bout things or, you know, a better understandin' I know sometime how I talk and all that shit Y'all don't really be catchin' my drift and shit Understand my twang, understand my slang, my get-down, nam sayin'? You know, I'm from the bottom, from that Pompanolia, you heard me? (Florida) I ain't really good with my words Sometime I sound stupid, so I gotta talk through music So y'all really feel me correctly (facts) And shit, you know MB, that's big bro, you know I'm sayin'? 'Fore I went to prison, he was tellin' me, shit I should have me 'bout 50 M's right now, he believe in me, I'm the GOAT, he know He know how it go, he know how I'm rockin' for real You know, so for him not to, um Reach for lil' bruh when he saw what I was goin' through, you know That kinda a lil' hurted me, but I, shit, he don't owe me nothin' either He don't owe me nothin' either You know, I'm explainin' myself 'cause I ain't gotta explain a bitch-ass thing I'm doin' that, so people like You know, feel me, see where I come from sometime, nam sayin'? Donald Trump, I appreciate you, boy, you did that, you heard me? Shit, Black Panthers, I ain't said nothin' 'bout y'all I'm clarifying this 'cause, you know, I'm pro-Black I'm a young Black individual from the projects, for real (I ain't have to say a bitch-ass thing) Nam sayin'? So I'm clearin' all this up 'fore y'all get crazy and sensitive and shit You heard me? This a great song, so I'm puttin' it out (facts) And all that, I ain't say nothin', but, you know Y'all ain't came through for me when I was at injustice (yeah, most def') And, um, everybody who was feelin' all crazy 'bout Trump, like Y'all don't wanna sit down with the man (yeen gotta sit down wit' him) They end up scrutinizin' all kinda other celebrities by sittin' down with 'em But he came through, tremendously, nam sayin'? Then it's like all kinda people be feelin' like they know the answers Or feel like they know what to do to save the world Why not sit down with him, buddy? So you gon' pop yo' shit, maybe he'll hear you out, nam sayin'? You could, he could assist you, nam sayin'? And stuff like that, y'all don't even know why y'all don't fuck with a nigga for Y'all ain't even political, haha, nam sayin'? Just goin' off shit that y'all see on the internet or whatever I have a, I respect real ones, no matter what White, black, blue, brown, green, nam sayin'? Nah, nothin' green, but anythin' in between, nam sayin'? (Keep it all in, keep it all in) We don't do nothin' green over here (my boy over here talkin', it's cool to do) But however, shit, yeah, I say Black Lives Matter can suck my motherfuckin' dick That's the only thing y'all can be mad about But, shit, truth be told, y'all can't e'en be mad 'bout the shit 'cause, shit That organization ran by the cops, nam sayin'? (Shoutout to Ghetto The Kids, shoutout to all you) So, uh (know they're pro boys, some HOVA shit, I can't get home) I ain't even got nothin' against the crackers, shit, y'all bullshit, nam sayin'? 'Cause I got a good understandin' (said that's good, that's real) With God, and God understand me, and I'm aligned with the stars You heard me? Harder than that this year, yeah-ay