SISTER / NATION
BROCKHAMPTON Lyrics

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