Everybody's Something
BJ The Chicago Kid Lyrics
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And what's good evil?
And what's good, gangstas?
And what's good, people?
And whys God's phone die every time that I call on Him?
If his son had a Twitter wonder if I would follow him
Swallow them synonyms like cinnamon Cinnabon
Keep all them sentiments down to a minimum
Pics of they genitalia tallied up ten of em
I slurped too many pain-kills, down I'm off a lot
I got a lot off days but it ain't often that I'm off the clock
Ya Kna Wha Mean
I got the Chicago Blues
We invented rock before the Stones got through
We just aiming back cause the cops shot you
Buck buck bang bang, yelling "Fuck Fox News!"
Booyaka buckle up, mothafuck ops too
Ain't no knuckling up em young cause it just not cool
Nice to see you Father New Year
Middle finger Uncle Samuel
Shooting death with weighted dice
And hitting stains on birthday candles
I know somebody, somebody loves my ass
Cause they help me beat my demons ass
Everybody's somebody's everything
I know you right
Nobody's nothing
That's right
Everybody's somebody's everything
I know you right
Nobody's nothing
That's right
Everybody's somebody's everything
I know you right
Nobody's nothing
That's right
Right? Igh
I used to tell hoes I was dark light or off white
But I'd fight if a nigga said that I talk white
And both my parents was black
But they saw it fit that I talk right
With my drawers hid but
My hard head stayed in the clouds like a lost kite
But gravity had me up in a submission hold
Like I'm dancing with the Devil with two left feet and I'm pigeon toed
In two small point ballet shoes with a missing sole
And two missing toes
But it's love like Cupid kissing a mistletoe
Nice to see you Father New Year
Middle finger Uncle Samuel
Shooting death with weighted dice
And hitting stains on birthday candles
I know somebody, somebody loves my ass
Cause they help me beat my demons ass
Like Cassius ducking the draft and now the fight is over
The type to love from a distance not the type that told her
Spent three days on the rap, trash it and type it over
With babies on the block under arms like fighting odors
Coppers and quotas
Hold ya head like 2Pac had taught
Obviously they are on a come up
With better chances tobogganing in the fucking summer
Concoctions for the bad days and a condom for the good ones
All odds against we tryna get lucky
Doper than Lucky
You're ending happy that's only a tugging
Like Satan masturbating shit come hot
But y'all still love me ugh
How father time a deadbeat
Maybe I'm adopted
That'll explain why all of my shit been so timeless igh
Everybody's somebody's everything
Nigga
Nobody's nothing
Nigga
Everybody's somebody's everything
Nigga
Nobody's nothing
Uh
Everybody's somebody's everything
That's right
Nobody's nothing
I know you right
In BJ The Chicago Kid's "Everybody's Something," the rapper reflects on society's different categories, such as good and evil, gangsters and people, and questions why God does not seem to answer his calls. He wonders if Jesus had a Twitter, would he follow him? BJ also talks about his struggles with addiction, mentioning that he has taken too many painkillers, but still maintains a level of observant, poetic lyricism throughout the song.
BJ touches on race, discussing how he has always fought back if anyone said he sounded like he spoke "white." He says that his parents were black, but "they saw it fit that he talked right," evoking the idea that people of color must conform to white societal standards of speech to be accepted. BJ challenges this notion by staying true to who he is, even if it means being pigeon-toed, missing toes, and having two left feet.
The chorus repeats the lines "Everybody's somebody's everything, nobody's nothing," which emphasizes the idea that everyone has value and that nobody is worthless, regardless of societal categorizations. This message is particularly relevant to those who have experienced marginalization and may feel like they do not belong in any category of society.
Line by Line Meaning
Whats good good?
What's good and positive?
And what's good evil?
What's good and negative?
And what's good, gangstas?
What's good with gangsters?
And what's good, people?
What's good with people in general?
And whys God's phone die every time that I call on Him?
Why does it feel like God is not always there for me when I need him?
If his son had a Twitter wonder if I would follow him
If Jesus had social media, would I follow him like I claim to follow his teachings?
Swallow them synonyms like cinnamon Cinnabon
I take in words and phrases easily like I would a cinnamon bun
Keep all them sentiments down to a minimum
I try to keep my emotions and feelings to a minimum, not wanting to be too emotional or too revealing
Studious Gluteus Maxim models is sending him
Women are sending me explicit pictures and I'm paying attention to them
Pics of they genitalia tallied up ten of em
I have received ten explicit pictures of women's private parts
I slurped too many pain-kills, down I'm off a lot
I have taken too many painkillers and now I'm feeling very drowsy
I got a lot off days but it ain't often that I'm off the clock
I have a lot of free time, but I don't often take time off from work
Ya Kna Wha Mean
Do you know what I mean?
I got the Chicago Blues
I am struggling with life in Chicago
We invented rock before the Stones got through
Chicago was a music innovator even before The Rolling Stones made it big
We just aiming back cause the cops shot you
We are protesting against police brutality and killing of innocent people
Buck buck bang bang, yelling "Fuck Fox News!"
We are demanding change and protesting against the biased media
Booyaka buckle up, mothafuck ops too
Get ready for some action and fight against the oppressors
Ain't no knuckling up em young cause it just not cool
We shouldn't fight and argue with the younger generation, as it's not productive
Nice to see you Father New Year
Greeting the new year with respect and hopefulness
Middle finger Uncle Samuel
Rebelling against the government and its oppressive policies
Shooting death with weighted dice
Playing with a rigged game where the outcome is predetermined and deadly
And hitting stains on birthday candles
Damaging the purity and innocence of something as pure as birthday candles
I know somebody, somebody loves my ass
I have people in my life who genuinely care for me and take care of me
Cause they help me beat my demons ass
They support me through my struggles and help me overcome my inner demons
Like Cassius ducking the draft and now the fight is over
Comparing someone avoiding a fight and then regretting it after the incident is over
The type to love from a distance not the type that told her
Preferring to love someone from afar rather than revealing one's true feelings
Spent three days on the rap, trash it and type it over
Dedicated time and effort to writing a rap, only to scrap it and rewrite it
With babies on the block under arms like fighting odors
Young children are growing up amid violence and crime like it's natural
Coppers and quotas
Police officers and their quotas for arrests and tickets
Hold ya head like 2Pac had taught
Like the rapper 2Pac, we need to stay strong and perseverant in tough times
Obviously they are on a come up
People are trying to get rich and successful through dubious means
With better chances tobogganing in the fucking summer
There are better odds of an impossible thing happening than succeeding in a low-opportunity area
Concoctions for the bad days and a condom for the good ones
Preparing for both the good and bad times in life
All odds against we tryna get lucky
We are trying our luck to beat the odds against us
Doper than Lucky
Feeling lucky, even euphoric
You're ending happy that's only a tugging
Believing that happiness is just out of reach, like a tugging prod
Like Satan masturbating shit come hot
Referring to how terrible things sometimes happen suddenly and unexpectedly
But y'all still love me ugh
Despite this, people still accept and love me
How father time a deadbeat
How time never waits for anyone and is always moving forward quickly
Maybe I'm adopted
Maybe I don't quite belong here or fit in
That'll explain why all of my shit been so timeless
Perhaps my perspective and style are different and therefore, unique and everlasting
Everybody's somebody's everything
Everyone matters to someone and has some significance
I know you right
I know you're telling the truth
Nobody's nothing
No one's insignificant or worthless
That's right
That's correct
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CHANCELOR JOHNATHAN BENNETT
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
R-Bee Media
It’s entirely irrelevant, but this track came out back when I was finishing up my high school diploma in adult school. I had absolutely terrible anxiety attacks every mornings, I’m unsure why. I had to bike all the way over there. Every morning, I would put my earphones in, get on my bike, and start this track on loop. It would play all the way until I sat at my desk in class. It would keep anxiety away the entire time. I’m much better now, anxiety still is present, but I’m better. Massive thanks to Chance for this track. It sounds stupid, but I don’t know what I would have done otherwise. So this track has a special place in my heart, no doubt. 👌
Music by Breeze.
i feel this✊🏿
Journey with MAMA ZURI
Not stupid at all. My son is fighting depression. Everyday I do check ins with him. On my off days I drive over 2 hours to have lunch or dinner with him. I bring a relative with me, to confirm we love him. He sent me this song telling me it reminded him of me when I told him eveybody is somebody's something. He told me this was one of his favorite songs.
Cisco Navarro
Yo this connects with my experience as well. I used to ride my skateboard to class everyday throughout High School. This song was my go to everytime I started my 2 hour journey to class.
Antonae The Goddess
Glad you’re better 🙏🏿
chi21city
Not stupid at all! Chance is something special! (Pause) I can play this album and let it play all the way through. Never skip.
Jose
I love how depressed artist fully enforce the idea of embracing love even though they struggle with the same concept. The type of music to motivate you to keep living and keep trying. Always stand back up.
Josh Yepez
It’s a lonely world that’s for sure
fray fray
Life is a paradox can't have one with out the other
gage
Still jammin in '23. This entire album plays in my memories