Lyrical Breakdown of SELF MADE - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Ch-Charlie Shuffler Made it out my momma crib, then bought my moms a crib (uh) Bought myself a chain, kept it short, 'cause I ain't Jibbs (uh) She gon' let me fuck, she like that "Lil Boat" adlib (Lil Boat!) And we at Liv (uh), later I'm in her ribs (uh) I know she your bitch, but I'm up first 'cause I called dibs (uh) Niggas hate on me, because I live the way I do (yo) Hatin' on a nigga, ain't gon' make a better you Self-made nigga, with a self-made crew (yeah) Take my bitch from D.R. to Peru (uh) And I'll take my gang from the county to the moon (uh) I promise I be ballin', 'till it's 2018 in June (yo) I'ma keep reckon these chains Why did I keep callin' me "cunt" (uh) And she ride, did like a room (uh) And I drop top like is joinin' (yo) And I keep ass doin' a good song I'ma keep tellin' you soon (yo) Big rocks on my wrist, might see a fish dog, it's real water (Lil Boat!) Niggas better hide their daughter (uh) Real raptor, Vince Carter (yo) Made it out my momma crib, then bought my moms a crib (uh) Bought myself a chain, kept it short, 'cause I ain't Jibbs (uh) She gon' let me fuck, she like that "Lil Boat" adlib (Lil Boat!) And we at Liv (uh), later I'm in her ribs (uh) I know she your bitch, but I'm up first 'cause I called dibs (uh) Niggas hate on me, because I live the way I do (yo) Hatin' on a nigga, ain't gon' make a better you Self-made nigga, with a self-made crew (yeah)