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LIQUID
BROCKHAMPTON Lyrics


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I grew up all alone, my mom and dad fightin'
I moved around a lot, I did a lot of fightin'
I met my friend Ian, I seen a lot of cyphers
I did a lot of writin'−

Watch my uncles duck indictments
I'm used to ramen noodles, victims of mental illness
Products of neighborhoods with broken souls and wounded spirits
Don't judge me by appearance (I moved to California)
Started gettin' paid (Nigga, you broke,) shit's already borin'

Dashin' to the money like a hyphen
Fuck a pipe dream, man, had this shit when I was in my diapers
Burnin' through my diapers, hot shit
It was hot shit, back when niggas lookin' for the Loch Ness

Stuck 'round dip spittin' assholes, make they mamas bashful
Got holes in my pockets so my shoes full of cash though
Cigar, Fidel Castro, car full of Castrol
See the sunset when I backstroke, can't swim but I could act though

I was playin' rock paper scissors with imaginary friends
Imagine havin' no friends, ay
I was playin' rock paper scissors with imaginary friends, ay
Imagine havin' no friends, man
I was playin' rock paper scissors with imaginary friends
Imagine havin' no friends, man... ay, ay
Imagine havin' no friends, man

Overall Meaning

In BROCKHAMPTON's song LIQUID¸ Kevin Abstract reflects on his upbringing and the struggles he faced growing up. He talks about growing up in a broken household, where his parents would fight constantly, leading him to move around frequently. He then met his friend Ian, who introduced him to the world of cyphers and writing. Kevin then reflects on his past and the people he grew up around. He talks about his uncles ducking indictments and his experiences with poverty and mental illness as products of broken neighborhoods with wounded spirits. The lyric "Don't judge me by appearance (I moved to California) / Started gettin' paid (Nigga, you broke,) shit's already borin'" reflects on the judgment he faced growing up and his desire to prove everyone wrong by pursuing a successful career in music.


Kevin then talks about his relentless pursuit of success, stating that he's "dashin' to the money like a hyphen," indicating his determination to make it. He reflects on his early childhood memories, burning through his diapers, and having a dream of success from a young age. He also talks about being broke and having holes in his pockets before he started making money from music. He then talks about enjoying the finer things in life, such as smoking cigars and driving fast cars.


In the chorus of the song, Kevin reflects on the loneliness he faced growing up. He talks about playing rock paper scissors with imaginary friends, indicating that he had to make his own entertainment due to the lack of friends in his life. He ends by saying "Imagine havin' no friends, man..." highlighting the struggle he faced growing up and the importance of having strong relationships in one's life.


Line by Line Meaning

I grew up all alone, my mom and dad fightin'
I had a lonely childhood, with constant fighting between my parents


I moved around a lot, I did a lot of fightin'
I was constantly moving to different places, and had to fight a lot to survive


I met my friend Ian, I seen a lot of cyphers
I met my friend Ian, and together we witnessed many rap battles


I did a lot of writin'
I spent a lot of time writing and developing my skills as a rapper


Watch my uncles duck indictments
I had family members who were involved in criminal activity and had to avoid getting caught by the law


I'm used to ramen noodles, victims of mental illness
I grew up with limited resources and many people around me suffered from mental illness


Products of neighborhoods with broken souls and wounded spirits
The people around me were affected by their difficult environments and struggled with their mental and emotional well-being


Don't judge me by appearance (I moved to California)
Just because I moved to California, don't make assumptions about me based on my appearance


Started gettin' paid (Nigga, you broke,) shit's already borin'
I've started to make money, but people still try to bring me down by calling me broke and I'm getting bored of it


Dashin' to the money like a hyphen
I'm moving quickly towards making more money


Fuck a pipe dream, man, had this shit when I was in my diapers
This is not just a pipe dream, I've been doing this since I was very young


Burnin' through my diapers, hot shit
I started rapping since I was young and have been killing it ever since


It was hot shit, back when niggas lookin' for the Loch Ness
I was the real deal even back when other rappers were still searching for their identity


Stuck 'round dip spittin' assholes, make they mamas bashful
I was hanging around with a group of rappers who were vulgar and made their own mothers feel uncomfortable


Got holes in my pockets so my shoes full of cash though
Even though I have holes in my pockets, I managed to gather enough money to fill up my shoes


Cigar, Fidel Castro, car full of Castrol
I'm smoking a cigar that makes me feel like Fidel Castro, and my car is full of Castrol oil


See the sunset when I backstroke, can't swim but I could act though
I can't actually swim, but I can pretend to do so and enjoy the sunset in the process


I was playin' rock paper scissors with imaginary friends
I was so lonely that I ended up creating imaginary friends to play with


Imagine havin' no friends, ay
It's hard to imagine not having any friends to talk to or play with


Imagine havin' no friends, man
It's a sad and lonely experience to go through life without any friends


Imagine havin' no friends, man... ay, ay
It's a painful thought to think about what it would be like to have no friends




Writer(s): Dominique Simpson, Jabari Manwarring, Matthew Champion, William Wood, Russell Boring, Ameer Vann, Clifford F Simpson

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