Lyrical Breakdown of Diary - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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If I told you I wanted to talk to you, You think I'm try'na holla at you, And maybe I am but, You wouldn't hear me out anyway's would you?, Rather lose love than to move on never knowing what it feel like, Short days, long nights, By the phone, no call, Need a clear mind 'cause I been blind, got me goin' down that road, Heart made of stone, Far away from home, Black woman you cold, Every problem you ever had with another man I gotta face, Started off on thin ice, Im still here but I cant skate, Slow sink, cant breath, no remorse, dont think, Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat, Queen, you deserve the title but she reject what I give, While she nurse the wounds by them, Tried them didnt work, Diary of a black girl, I wonder why I sit and cry, Wish I could shed all these tears, Im down and out, Ill keep it moving and tryna get out, I dont know how to move on, Where I went wrong, I wish I could live with no fear, So down and out, Ill keep it moving and tryna get out, Somehow Raised by a momma who, who, Hate her baby father so, so She dont have a problem with, with, Saying fuck a nigga Quick, quick, Im just tryna be the one who never run, but you run away from me, Girlfriends man cheat, cheat, Why not me the same thing, She cant see in me, what I see in her, This pain she inherit cant be reversed, I cant even stay living in the shade of all the motherfuckers who played you, The irony in that is that I aint even that, but you coulda been these pages, Wife, you deserve the label but, but, you been hurt before so you dont feel your able, Tried them didnt work, got impossible standards, nothing that I ever do works, Diary of a black girl, I wonder why I sit and cry, Wish I could shed all these tears, Im down and out, Ill keep it moving and tryna get out, I dont know how to move on, Where I went wrong, I wish I could live with no fear, So down and out, Ill keep it moving and tryna get out, Somehow See all I wanna do is be relevant, Just tell me that I ever meant anything more, That you could ever see me and you in another light, But its like the dark women indoors in the darkest nights by the wrong man, See all of them have made you incapable of a first impression, What it do is I channel my aggression with no cable or antenna, Just intentions to impress you if capable, Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you, Cars, nothing I drive can drive you out of this state of mind, For such an ugly picture and, Money, nothing I buy can buy more time for your ears To tell your heart to listen to it, Diamonds, a girls best frienf is what they say but believe me with the right allegience shorty you gonna shine anyways, And everyday that goes by is a couple more lines in her diary, The day before is better than the present, So anyone presented in her presence is doing these life sentences, Theres no key for release, No reason to be around, Her minds in the clouds, She writes it all down, In her diary, I wonder why I sit and cry, Wish I could shed all these tears, Im down and out, Ill keep it moving and tryna get out, I dont know how to move on, Where I went wrong, I wish I could live with no fear, So down and out, Ill keep it moving and tryna get out, Somehow