Lyrical Breakdown of I'm Me - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how lil wayne weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "I'm Me" 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 wayne 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 wayne's narrative.

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The hottest under the sun (Who dat?) Ain't nobody fucking with me, man And you already know that, pimpin Cash Money Records, where dreams come true Fuck up my dream Somebody gon' die tonight And you already know that, pimpin Ay, it's Cash Money Records, man, a lawless gang Un-fucking-believable Lil Wayne's the president Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibate I know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever been I'm married to that crazy bitch Call me Kevin Federline It's obvious that he'll be Cash Money 'til the death of him The ground shall break when they bury him Bury him? I know one day they got to bury him Better lock my casket tight, baby so I don't let the devil in Nigga, it's just me and my guitar Yeah, bitch, I'm heavy metallin' You can get the fucking Led Zeppelin Niggas is bitches, bitches, I think they full of estrogen And we hold court and take your life for a settlement Yes, I'm the best And no, I ain't positive, I'm definite I know the game like I'm reffin' it This is Tha Carter, Tha Carter 3, the New Testament And I'm the God And this is what I bless 'em with Bitch, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me Baby, I'm me, so who you? You're not me, you're not me And I know that ain't fair But I don't care I'm a motherfucking Cash Money Millionaire I know that ain't fair But I don't care I'm a motherfucking Cash Money Millionaire Yeah, Junior (Brr) It's Cash Money over everything It's in my blood, I feel it runnin' in every vein I'm from the mud, I am a missile like a Scud What's really good, I'm 'bout that ruckus like Fudd And I stayed on my flo' at Cash Money, like a rug Tied to the fucking Birdman like a lug And dear Mr. Ronald Williams To you, I shall forever give thanks like a pilgrim Cash Money million-heir to the throne Going at their heads, like hair in a comb Sitting by the window, I just stare at the storm Know I'll make it through it like hair in a comb Young Money over bitches My niggas trust my senses And I will take a dasher as the Lord is my witness And you all have witnessed But I am not finished So keep your mouth closed and let your eyes listen Bitch, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me Baby, I'm me, so who you? You're not me, you're not me And I know that ain't fair But I don't care I'm a motherfucking Cash Money Millionaire I know that ain't fair But I don't care I'm still a motherfucking Cash Money Millionaire, bitch Last year they had the Grammy's and left me in Miami Sleepin' on a nigga like I'm rappin' in my jammies I'm rappin' when you sleep I was rapping when you were in jammies Mel Gibson flow, Lethal Weapon, book 'em Danny I'm a monster I tell you, Monster Wayne I have just swallowed the key to the House Of Pain Now I'm stuck here to deal with the house's pain Fuck with me I will peel like the house's paint, let's go Niggas don't wanna see me 'cause I'm better in bold The only time I will depend is when I'm 70 years old That's when I can't hold my shit within, so I shit on myself 'Cause I'm so sick and tired of shitting on everybody else I'm tryin' to tell you like I'm sayin' somethin' I'm from the Dirty like the bottom of my pants cuff And now nothing gonna stop me, so just envy it Hey, I'll accept a friendly quit, haha Yeah, I'm me, I'm me, bitch I'm me Baby I'm me, so who you? Fuck you, you're not me, hah And I know that ain't fair But I don't care I'm a motherfucking Cash Money Millionaire I know that ain't fair But I don't care I am a motherfucking Cash Money Millionaire, bitch The hottest under the sun (Who dat?) Ain't nobody fucking with me man And you already know that pimpin Cash Money Records, where dreams come true (Who dat?) Somebody gon' die tonight And you already know that pimpin Ay, it's Cash Money Records, man, a lawless gang