Lyrics
I've been trapped in a room, fuckin cocoon
I've been feeling confined and trapped in a situation, like a cocoon.
Pause and resume, till I'm packed in a tomb
Taking breaks and restarting, but it feels like I'm heading towards a grave.
And I smell her perfume, gas and the fumes
I notice her scent, possibly a metaphor for a past relationship, amidst the struggle.
Wish I could peace but I'm stuck to the tunes
Despite wanting peace, I'm stuck in the rhythm of life or music.
And I laugh at the fools laughing at me
Mocking those who mock me, resilient in the face of criticism.
Wish I could blow up, flex all the cheese
Desire for success and wealth, wishing to display abundance.
Make em all freeze like laugh at who now?
Expressing confidence, challenging those who doubted.
Oh now you wanna be a part of the crew now?
Questioning the sincerity of newfound interest from others.
Nah, all your bullshit really missed me, you called?
Rejecting insincere interactions, implying a busy life.
Must not have got it been busy
Mentioning a missed call, suggesting a hectic schedule.
I've been spinnin' tracks so long I get dizzy
Engaged in creating music for an extended period, causing dizziness.
Now I really feel like I'm the best in my city, like
Feeling confident about being the best in the local music scene.
Dome to the needle, Shaun be the baddest
Referring to a location, portraying himself as the most formidable.
Boy been the classiest, great like Cassius
Asserting his excellence, comparing himself to the legendary boxer Cassius Clay (Muhammad Ali).
Even in the classes the boy straight passing em
Success in academic classes, effortlessly surpassing others.
Bitches try to throw shade but I been catching em
Fending off negative comments from others, particularly from women.
Probably dipped in a blacked outfit
Describing his fashion style, possibly implying a mysterious or rebellious image.
You should probably know by the songs that I spit
Asserting that his songs reflect his identity and style.
Got dark ass clothing, Instagram posting
Adopting a dark aesthetic on social media, despite disliking its nature.
Social media really sucks but I'm boasting
Expressing frustration with social media but acknowledging self-promotion.
Wait how the fuck have I not blown up yet?
Expressing impatience about not achieving fame despite talent.
Corny cats with colored hair got success
Criticizing mainstream success achieved by artists with unconventional appearances.
I'm outta luck never blowing up unless
Feeling unlucky and skeptical about achieving fame without extraordinary luck.
I hit the lotto, like fuck it I'm up next
Contemplating a hypothetical scenario of sudden success, winning the lottery.
I've been trapped in a room, fuckin cocoon
Repetition of feeling trapped, emphasizing the struggle.
Pause and resume, till I'm packed in a tomb
Reiteration of pausing and resuming life, facing a potential grim outcome.
And I smell her perfume, gas and the fumes
Revisiting memories of a past relationship, intertwined with difficulties.
Wish I could peace but I'm stuck to the tunes
Desiring tranquility but unable to escape the influence of music.
And I laugh at the fools laughing at me
Continuing to defy critics with a confident attitude.
Wish I could blow up, flex all the cheese
Expressing the desire for fame and material success.
Make em all freeze like laugh at who now?
Imagining the impact of success on others, freezing them in awe.
Oh now you wanna be a part of the crew now?
Skeptical of others wanting to join after initial rejection.
Nah, all your bullshit really missed me, you called?
Reiterating the avoidance of insincere connections due to a busy schedule.
Must not have got it been busy
Recalling a missed call, reinforcing the theme of busyness.
I've been spinnin' tracks so long I get dizzy
Longevity in the music industry, leading to a sense of dizziness.
Now I really feel like I'm the best in my city, like
Confidently asserting superiority in the local music scene.
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