Lyrical Breakdown of Tomorrow - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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(Give it up) Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (Give it up) Just one, please, all I need is one (Give it— Give it up) We need a little tiny Tyler lurking around here, okay? We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay? My mother's hands don't look the same These jet black strands are turning gray I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest The thought of children, it brings me stress Because time is changing (Ooh) But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), I'll be fine But don't you wait on me (Ooh, don't), oh, I'll be fine But don't you wait for me (Ooh, don't) 'Cause time got nothing right (Ooh), don't (Don't), uh Worry 'bout tomorrow, worry 'bout tomorrow Can you worry 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (Tomorrow) Worry 'bout tomorrow (Tomorrow), worry 'bout tomorrow, ooh Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah that ain't the energy That version of T that you knew was a memory Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear the theory Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit (No cap) Now, cousin', this ain't no tuggin' I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin' Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (Oh my, yeah) Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (Number-two) My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (Thirty-two) They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute And all I got is photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (Yeah) Mhm, but I flip the switch and finally settle down Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine Don't you wait for me 'Cause time got nothing right