Dear Labels

Struggling Artist's Plea: Dear Labels
Be the first to rate this song

Lyrics

Oh, here's a story for you

Introduction to a narrative or metaphorical story

Two chickens walking down the street

Setting the scene with two chickens walking down the street

It's actually one chicken

Correction to one chicken walking down the street

One chicken walks down the street

Describing the chicken walking down the street

Looks across the road to another chicken

Chicken looks across the road to another chicken

He sees an older chicken Much more plump than he's used to

Noticing an older and plumper chicken

And the other chicken goes

Interaction between the two chickens

"Hey, what's up? Yo"

Dialogue between the chickens


What the deal with young chickens?

Raising a question about preferences in relationships

I want an older chicken who knows that grown business, you know?

Expressing a desire for an older, more experienced partner

I'm narcissistic, look at me

Admitting to narcissism and hunger for success

I'm a artist EBT

Identifying as an artist on EBT (Electronic Benefit Transfer)

Couldn't help the fact I'm starving for that MTV

Expressing a hunger for recognition, especially from MTV

And a deal, but a 360 one at that

Referencing a potential record deal, but with unfavorable terms

But it'd be pretty shitty, I'd be sitting pretty where I'm at

Reflecting on the trade-off between success and personal satisfaction

Pay my rent and I'll sell you my soul

Willing to sell one's soul for basic needs

If you could please just trade it for a french bread roll

Humorous plea to trade soul for a simple french bread roll

I'm fucking starving, look at me

Emphasizing desperation due to hunger

Now, dear labels, can't you see?

Addressing record labels and their lack of understanding

I'm the one that fucking bleeds tears and sweats every day of the week

Claiming to be the one who truly invests effort and emotion in music

Now, look at me

Reiterating the plea to be seen and acknowledged

I won't write you a fucking pop song

Rejecting the idea of creating mainstream pop music

But I'll write you a analytical thesis about your mom, and why she's a great woman

Committing to writing an analytical thesis instead of pop songs

Look at me

Repetition of the plea to be seen

I want it more than anything else than I could ever fucking be

Expressing a strong desire for success and recognition

Look at me

Reiteration of the desire for success and acknowledgment

Now look at me

Further emphasis on being noticed

I can kinda play piano but, but not really

Humorous admission of limited piano-playing skills

Look at me, look at me, look at me

Repetition of the plea for attention and affirmation

Look at me, look at me, I'm all right

-

Right?

-

Please, look at me, look at me, look at me

-

Look at me, I'm all right

-

Dear labels, uh

Addressing record labels again

But on a day that's not so far

Foreshadowing a future where the artist will be heard, regardless of label preferences

You're gonna hear me whether you like it or not

-

On a day that's not so far

-

You're gonna hear me whether you like it or not, whether you like it or not

-

'Cause, 'cause I'm 2016 Fat Joe, who just did seven and a half years of straight cardio

Comparing oneself to Fat Joe and House (from TV series), emphasizing determination and uniqueness

I'm rap game's House, except I'm not a fucking doctor though

-

Wow!

Expressing amazement or enthusiasm

Tell them labels I'm everything they'd ever want

Asserting qualities that would appeal to labels, such as calling one's mom daily

If all they want is a rapper that calls his mom daily

-

Just to see what's going on, 'cause he misses her

Highlighting a close relationship with the artist's mother

And she misses her baby

-

Please help me

Requesting support to buy a house for the artist's mother

Please help me buy my mom a house that I can go to every fucking weekend

-

Please, please, please help me buy my mom a house that I can go to every fucking weekend

Repetition of the plea to help buy a house for the artist's mother

I'm an artist with a certain special something

Repetition of being an artist with a unique quality causing sadness without a clear reason

And that something makes me really, really sad because of nothing

-

I'm an artist with a certain special something

-

And that something makes me really, really sad because of nothing

-

I'm an artist with a certain special something

-

And that something makes me really, really sad because of nothing

-

I'm an artist with a certain special something

-

And that something makes me really, really sad because of nothing

-

I'm an artist with a certain special something

Final repetition of the artist's sadness without a specific cause

And that something makes me really, really sad because of nothing

-
The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
Similar Songs

Comment