Lyrical Breakdown of YOSEMITE - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Ice on my neck, flawless baguettes Hop off a jet, barely get rest Cash through the month, I get a check Yves Saint Laurent on my pants and my chest Chanel, her dress Clean up her mess I eat her flesh, you know the rest Count up a hun', cop a Rolex Shine like the sun, you truly blessed Two-tone Patek In the Clearport like I Uber these jets VVS's on me got my Gucci shirt wet Put a M in my bag, I'ma get used to these racks I went to school where they teach you finesse Five hundred shoes for the drip I invest I'm the boss man, I keep cash in the desk Know the coupe fast when it end with a S Now that I'm home, back off the road We shut it down, where it ain't so With checks in the streets, J number 4's Saint Laurent feet, put it on toes Take it with me, double your dose Covered with angels that's watching my soul Jet got a bed, it's bigger windows Said I'll be there in 10, but I got there in four I feel like I'm chosen, I'm covered in gold I left her wide open, no self control Took nothing but five minutes, she hopped in and drove Ice on my neck, flawless baguettes Hop off a jet, barely get rest Cash through the month, I get a check Yves Saint Laurent on my pants and my chest Chanel, her dress Clean up her mess I eat her flesh, you know the rest Count up a hun', cop a Rolex Shine like the sun, you truly blessed Two-tone Pateks In the Cleaport like I Uber the jets VVS's on me got my Louie shirt wet It's a M in my bag and get used to these racks I went to school where they teach you finesse Five hundred shoes for the drip I invest I'm the boss man, I keep cash in the desk Know the coupe fast when it end with a S La Flame on a island Me and Cash, Gunna hopped on a LearJet Got Prada's, every colour And I got CC's you ain't seen yet Said I'd kick the cup and now I'm asking, "Where the codeine at"? 30 pointers and up, Eliantte Drippin', my whole team wet