SWEET
BROCKHAMPTON Lyrics

Stripped down to my skin and my bones
I am vulnerable and exposed, with nothing to hide.

I love huskies but I feel like a wolf (howl!)
I identify with the wild, untamed nature of a wolf rather than the domesticated loyalty of a husky.

In a pack but I feel all alone
Even though I am surrounded by people, I still feel isolated and disconnected.

I'm scatterbrained, man / Better offer the clone
I am easily distracted and disorganized, sometimes wishing I had a duplicate of myself to help me keep up.

In Tejas apartments with racist (chronic) doin' weird shit / Like, this'll make your biopic (haha)
Living in a place where there are racists and weird stuff happening around me, like in a movie.

Rile 'em up, hit Zaxby's get the wing tings (yum) / Real quick bills still stacking to the ceiling (uh-oh)
Going to get some food to cause a commotion, but still worried about the bills that keep piling up.

Whatchu mean, it ain't working? (what?) / Whatchu mean, you ain't finding yourself? (oh, I am, I'm trying) / Whatchu mean, you ain't got no cash? (I got a little bit) / Whatchu mean? Whatchu mean?
Questioning others when they say things aren't working out, when they aren't finding themselves, or when they don't have enough money.

Shouldn't your pockets be big just like a fat chick? (uh-huh) / Shouldn't your mama be done paying the house off? (I guess) / Shouldn't you have a real big ass ego? (no) / Shouldn't these girls be flockin' just like seagulls? (eh)
Asking rhetorical questions about societal expectations and norms relating to money, family, ego, and relationships.

Twistin' me up like licorice / Think I need someone who can handle it / Ice on my boys and my wrist is fixed / I don't need nobody tryna give me shit
Feeling twisted and confused, but not wanting anyone to give me unwanted advice or help.

The original lick-splickety, higher than Yosemite / Breaking the mold mentally, master with no limiting / Making 'em say "Ugh!", they worshiping our force viciously / Watching the floor tip in your temple of authenticity
Describing oneself as unique and powerful, with a strong and loyal following. Moving towards a place of authenticity, where people take notice and admire.

Often they say I'm off it, I offer my crossed empathy / They forgot what we on, I'll remind 'em with hostility
Acknowledging that people often think I am crazy or off the mark, but still offering my understanding and empathy. Willing to stand up and confront those who have forgotten our shared purpose and goals.

Hot-diggity damn, everyone running scams / Gotta cover your clams and take another glance / Running a clinic, no scans, ain't no one claimin' yo mans / It's all pertaining to plan, call me the architect
Expressing frustration that everyone seems to be trying to scam or take advantage of others. Being careful to protect oneself and stay focused on the plan. Being the one in charge, like an architect, who designs and oversees the construction of a building.

Lap you in a UFO, I haven't started yet / Still gotta figure out exactly where to park it at / Moses with the pen, each line an ocean I can part it at / But that's too deep
Planning to accomplish great things, but still in the early stages of figuring it all out. Having the power to influence people with my words, but sometimes feeling overwhelmed by the depth and complexity of it all.

Don't call me stupid, that ain't the way my name pronounced / Don't call me Cupid, I got too many hoes right now
Correcting people when they mispronounce my name and rejecting the idea of being someone's matchmaker or romantic hero.

Poolside in Houston / Tryna see if Beyoncé will take me for adoption / Broke ass rich, suburbs / A civilian shot in 3rd Ward, we just by the fountain
Enjoying life by the pool in Houston and joking about being adopted by Beyoncé. Feeling both wealthy and broke, and acknowledging that violence can happen anywhere, even in affluent suburbs.

This is Merlyn Wood, man / Everywhere I go is the Woodlands / I need a Honey Butter, vodka in a Sprite can / When I'm in the Whataburger, all the kids know who I am / I need a Honey Butter, puttin' lean in my Sprite can
Introducing oneself as Merlyn Wood and referencing the Woodlands area of Texas. Desiring a specific fast food order and enjoying local recognition and fame.

I got a record but I'm clean as they come / I'm Godzilla, when they see me they run / On 37th, used to run from the Bloods / The undercovers gotta duck when they come
Being proud of not having a criminal record or being involved in illegal activities, but still being intimidating and feared by others. Living in a dangerous area and having a history of avoiding trouble with gangs and law enforcement.

I moved out and in a couple of months / I'ma be a pop star, they call me a thug / I used to write raps on the back of the bus / Now I'm in the front seat shifting the gears
Moving away from home and pursuing a career in music. Facing stereotypes and labels due to my background and appearance. Remembering my humble beginnings as a young rapper and feeling accomplished as I move forward and take control of my life.

It's funny how things can change / Three hundred dollars to my name, led to Hollywood / I was living off Ramen and change / Five hundred dollars on these dinners, never have to pay
Reflecting on the drastic changes that have occurred in my life. Starting with very little money, but eventually making it to Hollywood. Remembering a time when I couldn't afford anything but cheap food, but now being able to dine out and have people pay for me.

Growing up my teachers told me / "You better get them grades up, If you wanna finish high school" / "And after high school, you better get a degree / "'Cause it's a dog-eat-dog world, you could live in the street"
Recounting the advice given by authority figures during childhood and adolescence. Being told that doing well in school and getting a degree is necessary for success and survival in a competitive world.

Flashback, I had my Walkman in the minivan / Listening to NSYNC, saw my name on the CD / Bleach blond tips, wanted to be JT / Wanted to do big things, had to fulfill a dream
Remembering a specific moment from the past, when I was listening to music and saw my name on a CD. Desiring to emulate a certain pop star and wanting to achieve greatness by pursuing my dreams.

One might say I was doomed from the get-go / But those same people assume, 'cause they'll never know / What it's like to be called to what's not set in stone / I am one with the ebb and flow, that's all I know
Feeling like some might expect me to fail or be unsuccessful due to my background or circumstances. Believing that those same people don't understand the unpredictability and fluidity of life. Embracing the ups and downs of life and feeling in touch with its natural rhythm.