No Good
Albert B. Lyrics
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Just trying to find a place I'm not preoccupied with hatred
Feeling pretty stationary, shit is scary
I'm not ready for this shit, I'm an adult but fucking barely
Mommy wasn't there for me
But I don't care, nah
Shit at least I mean I wish that's how I felt but
Honestly I probably need some help
But nah I keep it to myself
Shit thats got me twisted inside, nobody gets it
Need to refill my prescription, or else I'm finna flip shit
Just trying to get a grip, stupid fucking idiot
As long as I can see a profit
I don't really see a problem
Probably I don't really give a fuck as much as I say it
I don't really believe it, I'm on a precipice stressing shit
And preventing from sleeping
Cause I've been tossing and turning
I'm toe to toe with some shit
I see myself I'm second guessing
Guess I'm supposed to be sick
So tie a knot the spot the rosary supposedly sit
She says she knows me, hold it
Y'all don't really know me for shit
Cause every day is different than the last one
My shit is bumper to bumper
Y'all need to back up
Ass on the couch, got my head through the ceiling
Just trying to get it sorted
And I don't really fuck with opinions
And I'm not really trying to talk
Shit I need someone to listen
I used to wear my heart on my arm and now it's different
Made mistakes I admit it
I'm not too proud to be honest
But honestly I'm focusing on getting food in my stomach
And putting thoughts on the page
To put my thoughts on display
I'm embarrassed and well aware of all the trouble I make
And lately my train of thought been on some other shit
My shit been crazy lately
I don't really fuck with it
But this spliff, my lungs are hazy and congested
I've been shady and defensive
If you hate me you don't get it
Bet you hate me, I don't sweat it
I been knowing shit is petty
Complacing but not pathetic
Evasive and independent
You hate me, I'm fucking right there with you
Stay away because the night is simple
It's quite the pickle but
I've been paying dues
And trying to keep the costs minimal
Smoking weed out the window in my living room
Shit, apparently depression's an accessory now
And honestly, that shits been stressing me out
I took a trip to the limits of sanity
Left my brain on Saturn
And came back to Earth to act like nothing fucking happened?
Shouldn't people ask me why I'm not happy?
I act like everything's kosher
But actually I'm panicking
Package up my anxieties
Put it inside this rapping shit
And cross my fingers I can figure out what's happening
It's no good
It's no good
It's no good
It's no good
The song "No Good" by Albert B. expresses the struggles of dealing with mental health issues and trying to find a way out of the negativity that surrounds an individual. The artist talks about feeling stuck and scared, trying to get a grip on his life but feeling like he's barely an adult. He brings up the absence of his mother in his life but tries to ignore it, and expresses the need for help as he's been struggling without it. He talks about feeling like he's constantly in a state of anxiety and depression, and how he's been using marijuana to cope with the stress.
Throughout the song, Albert B. references the different emotions that he's been feeling and how he's been trying to deal with them. He talks about his indecisiveness, the shame he feels over past mistakes, and how he's been focusing on providing for himself. He acknowledges that he's been distant from others and struggling to find someone to talk to. The chorus repeats the phrase "It's no good" which seems to reflect the sense of hopelessness that he feels.
Overall, the lyrics of "No Good" show the artist's vulnerability and his struggle to deal with his mental health issues. It highlights the importance of seeking help and support, and the detrimental effects of ignoring these issues.
Line by Line Meaning
Mind racing, it's no time to be complacent
My thoughts are moving fast and I can't afford to be lazy
Just trying to find a place I'm not preoccupied with hatred
I'm searching for somewhere I can be without feeling angry
Feeling pretty stationary, shit is scary
I'm feeling stuck and it's frightening
I'm not ready for this shit, I'm an adult but fucking barely
I'm not fully equipped for adulthood, even though I'm technically there
Mommy wasn't there for me
My mother wasn't present in my life
But I don't care, nah
I say I don't care, but that's not really true
Shit at least I mean I wish that's how I felt but
I want to feel like I don't care, but I know that's not the case
Honestly I probably need some help
I think I might need professional support
Cause this shits been fucking with me like, you probably couldn't tell, huh?
I'm struggling internally and it might not be obvious on the outside
But nah I keep it to myself
I don't tend to share my problems with others
Shit thats got me twisted inside, nobody gets it
I feel like I'm in a confused and overwhelming state, and no one understands me
Need to refill my prescription, or else I'm finna flip shit
I need to restock my medication, or I might lose control
Just trying to get a grip, stupid fucking idiot
I'm attempting to regain my composure, but I feel foolish for letting myself get here
As long as I can see a profit
As long as there is a benefit for me, I don't see anything wrong
I don't really see a problem
I don't perceive an issue
Probably I don't really give a fuck as much as I say it
In reality, I likely care more than I let on
I don't really believe it, I'm on a precipice stressing shit
I don't truly believe what I'm saying, and it's causing me a lot of stress
And preventing from sleeping
It's making it hard for me to fall asleep
Cause I've been tossing and turning
I've been unable to settle down in my bed
I'm toe to toe with some shit
I'm facing some difficult situations head on
I see myself I'm second guessing
I'm doubting myself when I reflect on my choices
Guess I'm supposed to be sick
Maybe it's expected of me to have some type of ailment
So tie a knot the spot the rosary supposedly sit
I'm trying to make sense of my struggles by turning to my religion
She says she knows me, hold it
Someone claims to understand me, but I'm hesitant to believe it
Y'all don't really know me for shit
None of you truly know who I am
Cause every day is different than the last one
Each day feels unique and unpredictable
My shit is bumper to bumper
I'm feeling completely overwhelmed with everything going on in my life
Y'all need to back up
I need some space and breathing room from others
Ass on the couch, got my head through the ceiling
I'm sitting on the couch, but my thoughts are somewhere else entirely
Just trying to get it sorted
I'm attempting to figure things out
And I don't really fuck with opinions
I don't value or listen to others' views
And I'm not really trying to talk
I don't want to engage in conversation
Shit I need someone to listen
Actually, I crave someone to just hear me out
I used to wear my heart on my arm and now it's different
I used to be more vulnerable and expressive, but I've changed
Made mistakes I admit it
I'm owning up to my errors
I'm not too proud to be honest
I'm willing to be truthful about my shortcomings
But honestly I'm focusing on getting food in my stomach
My main concern right now is just taking care of my basic needs
And putting thoughts on the page
I'm channeling some of my emotions into creative writing
To put my thoughts on display
To let others see a part of my mind
I'm embarrassed and well aware of all the trouble I make
I'm self-conscious of the problems I cause
And lately my train of thought been on some other shit
My mind has been preoccupied with something completely different
My shit been crazy lately
I've been experiencing a lot of chaos recently
I don't really fuck with it
I don't like it at all
But this spliff, my lungs are hazy and congested
But smoking this joint is clouding my thoughts and breathing
I've been shady and defensive
I've been acting suspicious and guarded
If you hate me you don't get it
If you dislike me, you don't understand my struggles
Bet you hate me, I don't sweat it
I'm pretty sure you have negative feelings towards me, but I'm not too worried about it
I been knowing shit is petty
I'm aware that my actions and feelings are trivial
Complacing but not pathetic
I'm settling for what I have, but I'm not completely hopeless
Evasive and independent
I'm avoiding others and don't rely on them for help
You hate me, I'm fucking right there with you
If you dislike me, I probably feel the same towards myself
Stay away because the night is simple
I'm isolating myself because it's easier and less complicated
It's quite the pickle but
It's a difficult situation, but
I've been paying dues
I've been putting up with a lot recently
And trying to keep the costs minimal
And attempting to keep the negative consequences to a minimum
Smoking weed out the window in my living room
I'm smoking marijuana near the window of my living area
Shit, apparently depression's an accessory now
Depression seems to be a common thing now
And honestly, that shits been stressing me out
And truthfully, it's been causing me a lot of stress
I took a trip to the limits of sanity
I've been dealing with stressful situations that are pushing me to my limits
Left my brain on Saturn
Left behind my mental stability and sense of peace
And came back to Earth to act like nothing fucking happened?
And now I'm trying to go about my life like everything is okay?
Shouldn't people ask me why I'm not happy?
Shoudn't others be concerned with my wellbeing and ask why I'm not content?
I act like everything's kosher
I'm putting on a facade that everything is fine
But actually I'm panicking
But in reality, I'm freaking out inside
Package up my anxieties
I need to deal with and organize my worries
Put it inside this rapping shit
And express it through my music
And cross my fingers I can figure out what's happening
And hope that I can make sense of my situation
It's no good
It's not okay
It's no good
It's not right
It's no good
It's not positive
It's no good
It's not healthy
Contributed by Aiden V. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Luis Pedro Pinzón Rosales
Verdadera musica para estar elevado. Saludos desde Guatemala hermanos
LaserDollars
I listened to this album the day it was uploaded here. It's been 4 years and I'm still coming back to it on my no good days. Great stuff.
James Osborn
This is one of my favourite albums. this individual has heaps of talent.
button rebel
Love it. Love the feel. I feel like i know you a little. I feel like your telling some of my story too. Keep going man this is some good stuff.
beanbeanster
I really like this!! It's a nice rainy Monday afternoon and I've just stumbled over this record. Nice and chill.
DrakeRiddle
Really feelin the chill vibe, great album
QuietNick
after realizing this is actually the first thing on his Bandcamp and he's got 4 or 5 more projects since, I'm excited to see what's up with you since this time Albert. youve got it
TheGodshelper
This just hits like a train
Diego Max
Gênio
MomChill Yordanov
I can't quite put my finger on it, but somehow I felt the dopeness straight from the cover. very JonWayne-y!