SISTER/NATION
BROCKHAMPTON Lyrics


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Drink with the apple pie with it, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't got no chains in my denim, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't listen what the blogs tell me, yeah, yeah, yeah
I know niggas got their own agenda, yeah, yeah, yeah

I've got, but she would never know
I like to hide them, so much I lose myself
That's why I'm pure to some, a psychopath to others
And grew up in counseling, flipping off my counselors
They gave me mood stabilizers but when I came off 'em, I was violent
Took the drugs that I wanted which didn't help with the voices
They just grew louder and louder
They called the people who'd just chatter and chatter
I juggle all my personalities

Estoy tan harto y cansado, no puedo seguir haciendo esto
Ojalá pudiera rendirme pero tengo seguir siendo fuerte para mi familia y mis amigos

I find myself gettin' better by the fuckin' minute
Number one, my momma always had to save the minutes
Got some D's, dropped out, wanted to be Russell Simmons
Gotta keep workin', my head or in a vision
Where the kitchen at? Keep the lyrics written
Raid my cell and dope, askin' for forgiveness
I just ran into somebody sellin' lemonade
Kiss your kids tonight before them bitches run away

Get your man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don't care what they call me

This for all my broke niggas, this for all them jokes, nigga
That you niggas made when I was still livin' at home, nigga
Did it on my own, nigga, grew up and I bossed out
Grew up and I bossed out, grew up and I bossed out

I see you peekin' through bushes
And tryna get secret ingredients from us
I know that you do it 'cause you see us boomin'
Like C4 when you hit that detonator
Lucky-lucky on the elevator
Eat my dust, baby, I'll see ya later
I could always call your bluff
You already said enough
Take a risk, bitch
Still sittin' on your ass, waitin' for a handout
Giving nothin', put your hands down
"Ooh, yeah, this for the culture!"
"Ooh, yeah, this important!"
Fuck off with that slang shit
Fuck off with that networking
Keep ya mouth where the money at

Yellow lights on my dashboard
Red flags in the rear-view
I know I'm the one that made you upset
But all I wanna do is see you
You know that lately I don't think straight
But I don't really know what I'm doing now
'Cause everybody got me fucked up
I'm struggling while on the move now

Yellow lights on my dashboard
Red flags in the rear-view
I know I'm the one that made you upset
But all I wanna do is heal you
You know that lately I don't think straight
But lately I don't know what to do now
'Cause everybody got me fucked up
I'm struggling while on the move now

Get your man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don't care what they call me
Get your man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don't care what they call me
Get your man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don't care what they call me
Get your man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don't care what they call me

Barely got control of it, must've got a hold of it
Threw me to the ground and left a scar right on my nigga lips
I look in my closet when I think about the past life
Never good in my wallet, tryna see if I got my cash right
Fuck a flight, they ain't never wanna treat my bag right
Fuck a job, they ain't never treat my mom and dad right

I hate them quiet suburbs, I hate those picket fences
I hate the separation, first thing they called me "nigga"
I fight, I got suspended, my teachers saw me hit him
So they ain't listen to me, and from that moment on
I would learn that I was different, I would grow to see the difference
Second guessing my decisions, black bodies come up missing

I feel like all my days are coming to rubble
I feel like all my days are coming to rubble

I would walk through the halls at my own pace
Every lunch, I would flow, having no place
All the books in my bag 'til my bones ache
Wonder how the world would be if I had no face
If I had no heart, if I had no skin
And I was just thoughts, reminiscing
The things always brushed off
Had my father try to tell me I was just soft
And when I look at the things that I've been through
And the things I survived and at what cost?
All the love in my life that I just lost
All this shit persevere to the pole vault
In the eyes of the law, I'm a problem
In the eyes of the blogs, I'm a paycheck
In the eyes of the world, I'm an icon
In the eyes of my own, I ain't start yet
In the eyes of the law, I'm a problem
In the eyes of the blogs, I'm a paycheck
In the eyes of the world, I'm an icon
In the eyes that I own, I ain't start yet, I ain't start yet

Power, African power!
Power, African power!
Power, African power!

I feel like all my days are coming to rubble
I feel like all my days are coming to rubble




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Overall Meaning

The lyrics to BROCKHAMPTON - SATURATION III's song "SISTER / NATION" are complex, revealing a lot about the band's outlook on life and their struggles with mental health. In the first verse, lead vocalist Kevin Abstract discusses his disregard for societal expectations and the media's influence on the public's perception of himself and other artists. He also touches on his own difficulties with identity and his struggle to manage his multiple personalities. In the second verse, other members of the group address themes of racial injustice, the effects of growing up in poverty, and the isolation that comes from a feeling of being different or misunderstood.


Abstract's opening lines illustrate his rejection of the norm and his embrace of his individuality. He drinks apple pie without conforming to societal expectations, and does not wear jewelry as a symbol of his disregard for material possessions. He also asserts that he will not be swayed by what he hears about himself in the media or the agendas of others, claiming that he knows that some people have different motives. He then delves into his own psychological struggles, acknowledging that he has secrets he would never reveal and that he loses himself at times. He acknowledges that some may see him as their savior, while others may view him as a psychopath, likely a reference to the stigma surrounding mental illness.


The song doesn't follow a conventional structure, with each verse radically different from the last. Instead, it portrays the various struggles and hardships that the band members have faced throughout their lives. Together, the lyrics paint a picture of a group that has faced adversity but remains resilient in the face of challenges, striving to stick true to their identity while navigating the world around them.


Line by Line Meaning

Drink with the apple pie with it, yeah, yeah, yeah
Enjoying a drink alongside the sweetness of life


I don't got no chains in my denim, yeah, yeah, yeah
Not being confined by societal expectations or material possessions


I don't listen what the blogs tell me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Choosing not to be influenced by the opinions of others


I know niggas got their own agenda, yeah, yeah, yeah
Recognizing that people have their own motives and intentions


I've got, but she would never know
Having secrets that are hidden and unknown to others


I like to hide them, so much I lose myself
Preferring to keep personal truths obscured, leading to internal confusion


That's why I'm pure to some, a psychopath to others
Being seen as genuine by some, but regarded as unstable by different perspectives


And grew up in counseling, flipping off my counselors
Experiencing therapy but feeling resistant and rebellious towards those trying to help


They gave me mood stabilizers but when I came off 'em, I was violent
Being given medication to regulate emotions but experiencing aggression when discontinuing


Took the drugs that I wanted which didn't help with the voices
Self-medicating with substances that didn't alleviate internal struggles


They just grew louder and louder
The internal voices became increasingly overwhelming


They called the people who'd just chatter and chatter
Referring to the individuals who gossip and spread rumors


I juggle all my personalities
Balancing and managing various aspects of one's identity


Estoy tan harto y cansado, no puedo seguir haciendo esto
Feeling weary and exhausted, unable to continue in this way


Ojalá pudiera rendirme pero tengo seguir siendo fuerte para mi familia y mis amigos
Wishing to give up, but needing to remain strong for family and friends


I find myself gettin' better by the fuckin' minute
Continuously improving and growing with each passing moment


Number one, my momma always had to save the minutes
Appreciating the support and love from one's mother


Got some D's, dropped out, wanted to be Russell Simmons
Struggling academically and leaving school with aspirations of success


Gotta keep workin', my head or in a vision
Maintaining a strong work ethic and staying focused on goals


Where the kitchen at? Keep the lyrics written
Seeking creativity and inspiration while always having lyrics prepared


Raid my cell and dope, askin' for forgiveness
Having one's privacy invaded and being judged for past mistakes


I just ran into somebody sellin' lemonade
Meeting someone who is pursuing a simple, honest business


Kiss your kids tonight before them bitches run away
Expressing the importance of cherishing loved ones before they leave or change


Get your man, get your man all up off me
Tell your partner to remove themselves from my presence


Think again, want a hundred bands around me
Challenge your assumptions about me, as I desire financial success


In December, I don't care what they call me
Indifference towards negative opinions or insults directed at me


This for all my broke niggas, this for all them jokes, nigga
Acknowledging and representing individuals who are financially struggling or ridiculed


That you niggas made when I was still livin' at home, nigga
Reflecting on the jokes made about one's living situation during earlier stages of life


Did it on my own, nigga, grew up and I bossed out
Succeeding independently and transitioning into a position of power


I see you peekin' through bushes
Aware of someone secretly observing or spying


And tryna get secret ingredients from us
Attempting to gain exclusive information or knowledge from us


I know that you do it 'cause you see us boomin'
Recognizing that the observer's actions stem from envy or recognition of our success


Like C4 when you hit that detonator
Making an impact or causing a powerful reaction when taking action


Lucky-lucky on the elevator
Feeling fortunate or blessed in a situation or circumstance


Eat my dust, baby, I'll see ya later
Leaving others in the metaphorical dust as you move forward confidently


I could always call your bluff
Having the ability to expose someone's deception or false bravado


You already said enough
No need for further communication or explanation, as the message is clear


Take a risk, bitch
Encouraging someone to be bold and take a chance


Still sittin' on your ass, waitin' for a handout
Mocking someone who is inactive and expects assistance without effort


Giving nothin', put your hands down
Not contributing or offering anything of value, so withdraw your demands


"Ooh, yeah, this for the culture!"
Mocking the trendy use of phrases that claim to represent a larger movement or community


"Ooh, yeah, this important!"
Satirizing the exaggerated importance given to certain actions or ideas


Fuck off with that slang shit
Disregard or dismiss the use of pretentious or trendy language


Fuck off with that networking
Rejecting the superficial or insincere connections people make for personal gain


Keep ya mouth where the money at
Advise to focus on financial opportunities rather than empty talk


Yellow lights on my dashboard
Warning signs or cautionary indications in my life


Red flags in the rear-view
Recognizing potential problems or dangers in hindsight


I know I'm the one that made you upset
Acknowledging that one's actions or choices have caused someone discomfort


But all I wanna do is see you
Expressing a genuine desire to reconnect or repair a damaged relationship


You know that lately I don't think straight
Admitting to confused or unclear thinking in recent times


But I don't really know what I'm doing now
Feeling uncertain or lost about one's current path or decisions


'Cause everybody got me fucked up
Feeling misunderstood or unfairly judged by others


I'm struggling while on the move now
Experiencing challenges and hardships while trying to keep progressing


Get your man, get your man all up off me
Demand for someone to remove their partner from the situation


Think again, want a hundred bands around me
Reconsider your assumptions, as I aspire to have significant wealth


In December, I don't care what they call me
In the future, disregard any labels or judgments they attach to me


Barely got control of it, must've got a hold of it
Struggled to manage or regulate something, suggesting it has affected me


Threw me to the ground and left a scar right on my nigga lips
Physically and emotionally wounded, resulting in visible distress


I look in my closet when I think about the past life
Reflecting on regrets or memories when examining personal belongings


Never good in my wallet, tryna see if I got my cash right
Always lacking financial stability and constantly checking if funds are sufficient


Fuck a flight, they ain't never wanna treat my bag right
Dismissing the idea of traveling by plane, as the airline industry doesn't prioritize personal needs


Fuck a job, they ain't never treat my mom and dad right
Rejecting traditional employment, as it hasn't provided fair treatment for loved ones


I hate them quiet suburbs, I hate those picket fences
Strongly disliking the peaceful, conformist lifestyle associated with suburban areas


I hate the separation, first thing they called me "nigga"
Detesting the division and racism experienced from an early stage of life


I fight, I got suspended, my teachers saw me hit him
Engaging in conflicts that resulted in suspension, witnessed by educators


So they ain't listen to me, and from that moment on
Being unheard or dismissed, leading to a change in outlook and approach


I would learn that I was different, I would grow to see the difference
Realizing one's unique identity and recognizing the disparities in society


Second guessing my decisions, black bodies come up missing
Doubting oneself and confronting the alarming trend of black individuals disappearing


I feel like all my days are coming to rubble
Experiencing a sense of decay or destruction in daily life


I would walk through the halls at my own pace
Moving confidently and independently through various environments


Every lunch, I would flow, having no place
Expressing oneself creatively through freestyle rap during lunch breaks


All the books in my bag 'til my bones ache
Carrying the weight of knowledge and education until physically exhausted


Wonder how the world would be if I had no face
Reflecting on the impact of one's identity on society and envisioning anonymity


If I had no heart, if I had no skin
Contemplating the consequences of lacking emotions or physical presence


And I was just thoughts, reminiscing
Imagining a state where one exists only as thoughts and memories


The things always brushed off
Personal experiences that have been ignored or downplayed


Had my father try to tell me I was just soft
Facing criticism from one's father, being told one lacks strength or toughness


And when I look at the things that I've been through
Reflecting on the challenges and hardships one has faced


And the things I survived and at what cost?
Considering the toll and sacrifices made to overcome adversity


All the love in my life that I just lost
Acknowledging the relationships or connections that have ended or faded away


All this shit persevere to the pole vault
Enduring and overcoming various struggles to achieve great heights


In the eyes of the law, I'm a problem
Being seen as a troublemaker or having a contentious relationship with authorities


In the eyes of the blogs, I'm a paycheck
Recognizing that media outlets sensationalize or profit from one's reputation


In the eyes of the world, I'm an icon
Perceived as a symbol or representative figure on a global scale


In the eyes of my own, I ain't start yet
Feeling that personal goals or aspirations have not yet been fully realized


Power, African power!
Asserting and celebrating the strength and influence of the African community


I feel like all my days are coming to rubble
Feeling that life is crumbling or falling apart


Uh, I feel like all my days are coming to rubble
Expressing a deep sense of despair or disillusionment




Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Ameer Vann, Clifford Simpson, Dominique Simpson, Matthew Champion, Romil Hemnani, Russell Boring, William Wood

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