Lyrical Breakdown of The Question - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "The Question" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Mac Miller weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "The Question" 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 Mac Miller 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 Mac Miller's narrative.
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Sometimes I wonder who the fuck I am
Sometimes I wonder who the fuck I am
Wonder who the fuck I am
Sometimes I wonder
Sometimes I wonder who the fuck I am
So I've been lookin' in the mirror and it still don't make no sense
I'm askin' what am I supposed to do?
I've done so much in my short lifetime, but I haven't done shit
I done flew around the whole world
First I shook a million hands and I took a million pictures
But I'm a hostage in my own world
And my thoughts my own enemy, got no time for these bitches
I got too much on my damn mind
So if I add some more stress, I just don't see how I'ma cope
I think they underestimate the grind
I do, bring this doe, and I'm only 20 years old
I wonder why I sip this devil juice
'Cause it feel incredible, problems, I got several
Thank God that none of that medical
Ugh, I've been blessed with much to be expected
What am I doing here
I wanna know, I wanna know
Say, what am I doing here
Say, whoa-oh-oh-oh
What am I doing here
Say, what am I doing here
I hope this feelin' lasts for fuckin' ever
I don't want to come back down, let me stay above the ground
I hope I do what I was meant to do
Cause I've been searching for that answer, I just hope I get it now
Please, let me find euphoria
When you up above the clouds, like, who gonna touch me now
And do we ever get to know the truth
Cause everyone seems to have it, but to me it seems they lack it
Now I'm rolling and I'm sipping lean
Sometimes I catch a buzz just to help me picture love
Drinking liquor and I'm smoking weed
And you don't ever do too much if you could never do enough
Wonder why I scream and stare at you
I'll be there to rescue you, problems you got several
Thank God that none of that medical
I need y'all put two hands in the air like this, ready?
What am I doing here
Yeah, yeah, what am I doing here
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
What am I doing here
Say, what am I doing here
God damn (God damn)
God damn (God damn)
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Don't call me a stalker, God damn
This name is Tate walker, God damn
Yeah we only smoking that pimp, God damn
Play with drugs, the name is Chris, God damn
You know I smelled like Bratwursts, God damn
The ones and twos the DJ cut, God damn
Fucking bitches, plug my age, God damn
Born to basics, Patrick Page, God damn
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Hey, say God damn
Bitch go to that hotel, God damn
In Florida, that's Jacksonville, God damn
Bitch gave me blue balls, God damn
Y'all screaming up, God damn
Rapping while I'm wasted, God damn
Yeah blood on her face, God damn
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Now make some motherfucking noise