Ocean Eyes Freestyle
Ocean Eyes Freestyle: Battling Demons, Finding Strength in Music
Lyrics
Oh I'm sitting of a dark room, with this microphone,
Expressing the act of being in a dark room with a microphone, possibly symbolizing isolation and introspection.
Drop these drugs, they slow me down, and plus they making me feel numb
Referring to the impact of drugs, slowing down the artist and causing numbness.
Battling demons, locked myself inside the booth all by my lone
Describing a struggle with personal demons, seeking solace by isolating oneself in the recording booth.
Looking at pictures of my brother, got ocean eyes, I wipe my own
Reflecting on pictures of a brother with "ocean eyes," suggesting emotional connection and wiping away tears.
Tears, never held me back, I'm at my lowest I need home
Emphasizing that tears haven't hindered progress, expressing a need for home during challenging times.
Covered my body in these rose got great meaning in notes
Covering the body in roses, which hold significant meaning, possibly symbolizing strength and growth.
Misunderstood, I got pain I think it's better they don't know
Feeling misunderstood, keeping pain hidden to protect others from knowing the depth of struggles.
I think it's good this music holding me together, I'd be gone
Crediting music for holding the artist together during difficult times, preventing potential self-destruction.
Un hear me out
Requesting attention and understanding from the listener.
Deep wounds on my back I pray to God I hope he hear me out
Acknowledging deep wounds and seeking strength from God to overcome challenges.
Having nightmares, fighting demons, ask for strength I hope I make it out
Expressing the struggle with nightmares and fighting internal demons, hoping for survival.
Traumatized, red in my eyes I realized I'm weak and breaking down
Recognizing trauma, evident through red eyes, and realizing personal weakness and vulnerability.
Soul searching, I played my role shit they gone fear me now
Embarking on a journey of self-discovery and role-playing, anticipating fear from others.
Back in, shit I got the racks
Returning to success, acquiring wealth (racks) after facing challenges.
They begging for features, I'm taxing
Rejecting requests for collaboration, imposing a high cost on features.
Down omma dick and I got on my shit, and I ran up a bag, I ain't capping
Expressing confidence and success in personal endeavors without exaggeration.
Double commas, these bitches dramas, that .30 clips come with extensions
Referring to wealth and potential conflicts, mentioning firearm extensions.
Mess with me and my niggas, they wack shìt
Warning against messing with the artist and their associates.
And I ran up a bag in the back end
Successfully earning money (bag) in the background or aftermath of challenges.
And they doubted me, ridiculed my name nigga, oh I ain't capping
Addressing doubt and ridicule, asserting personal achievements without falsehood.
I'm in my burk nigga,
Indicating being in a state of luxury or success, possibly related to personal style or possessions.
I'm in my burkin, I ain't slacking
Reiterating a commitment to success, emphasizing diligence and focus.
They want features shit I'm taxing
Continuing to set high prices for collaborations, maintaining value.
Oh I'm sitting of a dark room, with this microphone,
Repeating the initial imagery of being in a dark room with a microphone.
Drop these drugs, they slow me down, and plus they making me feel numb
Echoing the negative impact of drugs on speed and emotions.
Battling demons, locked myself inside the booth all by my lone
Repeating the theme of battling personal demons and finding refuge in the recording booth.
Looking at pictures of my brother, got ocean eyes, I wipe my own
Revisiting the emotional connection with the brother through pictures and expressive eyes.
Tears, never held me back, I'm at my lowest I need home
Reiterating resilience in the face of tears and expressing the need for home during low points.
Covered my body in these rose got great meaning in notes
Reaffirming the symbolic strength of covering the body in roses, attached to meaningful notes.
Misunderstood, I got pain I think it's better they don't know
Stressing the artist's preference to keep pain hidden, believing it's for the best that others remain unaware.
I think it's good this music holding me together, I'd be gone
Acknowledging the positive impact of music in holding the artist together, preventing potential self-destruction.
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