Lyrical Breakdown of Humble - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Day after day Seems like I push against the clouds Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up (They just keep blocking out the sun) (It seems since I was born) (I've wakened every blessed morning) I been thinkin' to myself lately Wonderin' did she mean it when she say she hate me? Or wonderin' did she mean it when she say she wished she didn't keep the baby? Told Solid to speed it up, you ain't driving Miss Daisy Rolls Royce truck plus, yeah, you driving Lil Baby Hit from the back and grab her neck, it be drivin' her crazy Ain't work no job since we met, I'm the reason she lazy I got some checks that I ain't touch, they for Loyal and Jason Really wanna have a daughter just so I can spoil her Maybe look at women different Father God, forgive me, I'ma been sinning for a minute We bought sticks when it was tension Fuck that bitch, she want attention She get famous if I mention I ain't gon' say her name at all I was just sittin' in prison, damn near livin' like a dog I remember that shit vividly, I do this shit for y'all I'm not lookin' for no sympathy, won't cry about no loss I got demons all on my back and arms, I'm tryna shake 'em off I can't never fuck with Lil' Mill again, he tried to take me off I can't lie, you was my dawg, I heard that shit, it broke my heart Can't no nigga say I did somethin' flawed, been solid from the start Every situation ever happened, Baby played his part I ain't never did shit to brag about it, I do that shit with honors In my bag, but I been layin' back, I'm turnin' up this summer Guess you mad 'cause I've been havin', tellin' hoes I was a runner If I was, I was the richest runner in Georgia, on my mama And I ain't never been no worker, had my own number, ask bruh Seven summers straight we went crazy, called it good luck I been keepin' my distance, I switched up my number I done made all these millions, I'm keepin' my hunger All this food in a big house, my stomach still rumble Got no ball, I won't fumble I just touch down, stay humble I been keepin' my distance, I switched up my number I done made all these millions, I'm keepin' my hunger All this food in a big house, my stomach still rumble Got no ball, I won't fumble I just touch down, stay humble, yeah Thinkin' 'bout that shit you said, I can't get it out my head I know that my heart is black, so all my cars' insides is red I don't wanna argue with no one, let's get this guap instead I ain't tryna beef with none these niggas 'cause all my opps is dead If you ever run into the police, you better not tell Turn it up, I might as well, you know I'm so 4PF 'Fore I go, I gotta say what's up to all the bros in jail I know that they be listenin', I know that he'll be with me And his lawyer cost one-sixty I hope they un-convict him when he go back Follow him with a low jack, then step on him like a doormat Doin' dirt, can't go back, my mind straight, ain't no slackin' Guns all in Renee house You ain't from the hood if you don't know Madison I been keepin' my distance, I switched up my number I done made all these millions, I'm keepin' my hunger All this food in a big house, my stomach still rumble Got no ball, I won't fumble I just touch down, stay humble I been keepin' my distance, I switched up my number I done made all these millions, I'm keepin' my hunger All this food in a big house, my stomach still rumble Got no ball, I won't fumble I just touch down, stay humble, yeah