Lyrical Breakdown of Mama, I’m Sorry - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Mama, I’m Sorry" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil Uzi Vert weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Mama, I’m Sorry" 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 Uzi Vert 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 Uzi Vert's narrative.
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My life like a movie, I do not do this often, yeah (Yeah, ayy, ayy)
Not do this often, I be swaggin' and saucin', yeah (Ayy, ayy)
My life like a movie, I do not do this often, yeah (Ayy, ayy)
Not do this often, I be swaggin' and saucin', yeah (Ayy, yeah)
Somebody that I used to know
I don't know what I took, but had me in a whole 'nother place
I don't wanna lose my mind
But without this girl named Molly, I do not feel the same
I said Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm in a party, I'm off two shots and Molly, yeah
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, woah)
I'm feelin' awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah (Ayy, yeah, damn)
AP a frosty, yeah, I'm always so tardy (Lil Uzi, yeah)
Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm in a party, I'm off two shots and Molly, yeah
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, woah)
I'm feelin' awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah (Ayy, yeah, damn)
AP a frosty, yeah, I'm always so tardy (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I hate bein' sober (Yeah)
I'm a smoker
I'm not a drinker
But I'm on that water
Get tore up
They know us
'Rarris and Rovers
'Rarris and Rovers (Ayy, yeah)
I'm a rockstar for life, I can't help it (Ayy)
Every time that you rage, yeah, you felt it (Yeah)
Put the game on my back and I held it (Ayy)
Gettin' backends on backends from Belgium (Ayy)
Put the pack in the mail and we sell it (Ayy)
And I know it's some niggas be tellin' (Ayy)
Not no snitch, so I can't even tell it (Woah, ayy)
Cullinan, color Nutella (Ayy, skrrt)
My bitch so bad, yeah, my bitch, she a felon (Ayy)
Yeah, he slide on the beat, but I drip a lil' better
My neck is so cold, bitch, I'm missin' the sweater (Ayy)
Just talked to two hoes, I might hit 'em together (Ayy)
I could hit one, but two feels a lil' better (Ayy)
My mom call my phone, gotta get it together, hello? (Ayy, yeah)
I said Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm in a party, I'm off two shots and molly, yeah
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, woah)
I'm feelin' awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah (Ayy, yeah, damn)
AP a frosty, yeah, I'm always so tardy (Ayy, yeah)
Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm in a party, I'm off two shots and molly, yeah
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, woah)
I'm feelin' awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah (Ayy, yeah, damn)
AP a frosty, yeah, I'm always so tardy (Ayy, yeah)
Alligator stomach on her baby Birkin (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, my pockets, they swole, I 'member I was hurtin' (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, every time I flex, I'm sorry, not on purpose (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, don't like what you see, you better close your curtains
(Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, alligator stomach on her baby Birkin (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, my pockets, they swole, I 'member I was hurtin'
(Ayy, ayy, ayy) (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, every time I flex, I'm sorry, not on purpose (Yeah, yeah)
Yuh, don't like what you see, you better close your curtains
(Yeah, yeah, it's Lil Uzi Vert)
I said Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah
I'm in a party, I'm off two shots and molly, yeah (What?)
I'm feelin' awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah (Yeah)
AP a frosty, yeah, I'm always so tardy (Yeah)
Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm in a party, I'm off two shots and molly, yeah
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, woah)
I'm feelin' awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah (Ayy, yeah, damn)
AP a frosty, yeah, I'm always so tardy (Ayy, yeah)