Lyrics
Yea, yea
Expression of agreement or acknowledgment
She wants my love
The subject of the song desires the singer's love
But how am I to love
The singer questions his ability to love due to self-esteem issues
When I barely love myself
The singer struggles with self-love and contemplates giving up
And I feel like giving up
Feeling overwhelmed and considering surrender
Feel like pain is all I love
Expressing a preference for pain, possibly as a form of solace
Cus I cannot get enough
Expressing an insatiable appetite for pain
Put the 9 to my dome
Symbolic reference to contemplating suicide
And I pull the trigger once
The singer reflects on a moment of contemplating suicide
Then I suddenly wake up
Shift in perspective, waking up from a dark moment
Can’t stop dreaming of this stuff
The singer is unable to stop thinking about troubling thoughts
Does it really hurt this bad
Questioning the intensity of emotional pain
How long will I last
Contemplating the duration of emotional suffering
Everyday in my shoes is like walking on glass
Every day is challenging and feels like walking on glass
I look in the mirror I don’t like who I am
The singer doesn't like the person they see in the mirror
I don’t have that many friends
The singer has few friends
And the friends that I do have
Doubt about the sincerity of existing friendships
I don’t think they give a damn
The singer feels uncared for by existing friends
And the women that I smash
The singer's romantic encounters are superficial
Only want me cus I rap
Recognition that people may be interested in the singer due to fame
But who them chicks to blame, only want them for the ass
The singer acknowledges the superficial nature of some relationships
Like they want me for the cash
Suspecting karma playing a role in current struggles
I Guess it’s karma coming back
Consequences catching up, causing distress
And it’s hitting me bad
Intensifying impact of consequences
Girl, how'll I love you? I can't love myself
The singer questions how they can love someone when they can't love themselves
Each day I wake, I wish I'm someone else
The singer wishes to be someone else each day they wake up
Girl, how'll I love you? I can't love myself
Repetition of the theme: inability to love oneself
(Girl, tell me how'll I love you)
Request for guidance on how to love
Each day I wake, I wish I'm someone else
Continuation of the desire to be someone else
(I can't even love myself)
Reiteration of the inability to love oneself
Girl, how’ll I love you I can’t
Repetition of the struggle to love
Girl, how’ll I love you I can’t
-(Girl, tell me how'll I love you)
-Each day I wake, I wish I’m
-Each day I wake, I wish I’m
-(I can't even love myself)
-Girl, how’ll I love you I can’t
-Girl, how’ll I love you I can’t
-(Girl, tell me how'll I love you)
-Each day I wake, I wish I’m
-Each day I wake, I wish I’m
-(When I can't even love myself)
-Blood, sweat & tears
Introduction of blood, sweat, and tears as symbols of hardship
If I die tonight
Contemplating the possibility of death
Would you shed a tear
Questioning if the listener would mourn the singer's death
If you seen my blood
Reflecting on the impact of the singer's blood
Would that bring you fear
Wondering if the singer's suffering would cause fear
If I said I couldn’t feel
The singer expresses emotional numbness
Would that get you nervous
Speculating about the impact of emotional detachment
I don’t wanna hurt you
The singer doesn't want to cause harm to others
But loving me will hurt you
Warning about the potential pain of being in a relationship with the singer
Girl, I don’t wanna hurt you
Repeated reluctance to hurt the listener
Girl, don’t lemme hurt you
-Girl, how'll I love you? I can't love myself
Reiteration of the central theme: struggling to love oneself
(Girl, tell me how'll I love you)
-Each day I wake, I wish I'm someone else
-(I can't even love myself)
-Girl, how'll I love you? I can't love myself
-(Girl tell me how’ll I love you)
-Each day I wake, I wish I'm someone else
-(I can't even love myself)
Final repetition of the inability to love oneself
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