Lyrical Breakdown of Boring Soul - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Boring Soul" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Polo G weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Boring Soul" 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 Polo G employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Uh, dun-nah, dun-duh, dun-duh
Dun-nah, dun-duh, dun-duh
(808 Mafia) uh
My shawty slidin' with the shits, I think he plan on droppin' out
Gen5 with a switch, what he don't hit that block without
With my auntie, she took me in, got kicked out my mama house
Blue money count dividends, just worried 'bout my guap amount
Her and all her friends bad, I had to get somebody out the crowd
We gon' let them cans blast, just like the 4th, them Glocks is loud
Man, this shit so damn sad, that I feel for my problem child
Got rich by mistake, that money calling like it pocket dialed, uh
I went through it solo, so much that they don't know
Battlin' my anxiety, don't wanna take no photos
Tryna reach a higher me, distracted, but I'm so close
I wish bro could get high with me, I would've told him, "Don't go"
How long before you go?
I've been ignored before
Just think before you cope
Life fast, but I'm still a boring soul
Lot of people I don't see no more
Never put somebody before yours
If the smoke come, then we want war
Insecure, yeah, we got rich, but we so poor
I know they wanna end me, so really, I'm not friendly
In his eyes I seen the envy, my black heart bleedin', empty
And we livin' like bartenders, lot of shots, bitch, we got plenty
Bullets end a lot of legacies, we rarely leave our 20s, uh
He was born up on that street and since nineteen, that block was his
Weren't no hope up in them slums, I found me somethin' positive
We come from Section 8, now it's a mansion where my mama live
They weren't tryna hear us, now it's my voice on a lot of ears
Plenty days was dropping tears, now I get paid for my career
Riches and the fame, I'm only smilin' 'cause I rock veneers
I know losin' everything, that's a common fear
I just hope they remember me and know that I was here
How long before you go?
I've been ignored before
Just think before you cope
Life fast, but I'm still a boring soul
Lot of people I don't see no more
Never put somebody before yours
If the smoke come, then we want war
Insecure, yeah, we got rich, but we so poor