Prologue
Chess Lyrics


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You see, one could question the motive of any man
Most of the time it resorts to inner self-worth
But on the other hand it could be viewed as selfishness or selflessness
'Cause you know at the end of the day it's all about survival and helplessness
I've heard it verbally referred to as rock bottom, end of the road
Or whatever you chose, who knows
It's dark times
My dark mind is combined with dark lies
From living inside of a room the size of nothing
Three boys and one mom, no dad
Just a word that I was never really used to using or was really not part of my vocab
I'd imagine during that era I was highly protected from crime
Some kind of light of mine, angel in disguise
Felt like eternity, probability was high
That I wanted to cry, but I
Dark times

I feel alone most of the time
Even though I stay surrounded most of this pride
Never really had a normal school life
I kind of bounced around every once in a while
'Til I realized I was having a child
When I actually was a child, and still
Well that was dark too

I've seen a lot a good though
Like, it's good to know what not to do as a parent
I know a few that are embarrassed to even pick up the phone
They don't really care but
Fuck you

Having to hold a seven-year-old inside of your arms
Having her life letting go, both of her parents looking to you
But you're still in training and don't really know what to do
And the effects of her death are too unbearable for anybody to cope
So you are told to move her below to the bottom floor
'Cause that's where they go when they
Yea

Suffer through drug addiction
Fuck spittin', my bloods itching
I'm better off being cuffed, prisoned
Off with him, God willing
I kill 'em, calm isn't
My demeanor, autism, is all in him
Big mouth, all bite
We are Venom
Yea, pretty dark

Please, it's pretty easy to bring the noise to me
And it's easy to bring them boys defeat
But it's annoying me
'Cause every one of these so called OG's are looking for so cold beasts
And lyrical murderers setting this shit a blaze
And roasting the whole streets, fuck them
What's wrong with a mumble rapper
I'm actually asking
Music is music, passion is passion
Why hate, get with the times
Shit is evolving like a chimp in the line
A science book only defines that
Evolution is constantly moving and constantly using the constellation
As obvious blueprints to shape the future
Man, that's darker than dark times

I'm here to make America great again, prepare bombs
Give me a clearance, prepare launch
You fucked up like heron
Try to strip away my right to bear arms
They're wrong, thinking they're making a fair call but they're off
They ain't thinking at all, brains froze like cere' palse
I'm in need of a Doc, sterile gauze and a pair of balls
To grip it, I'm gripping the game with these bare palms
And when I say bare, I don't mean empty
I mean it's as big as bear paw
I swear Lord, I am not cut from their cloth

So elusive, I'm infused with bipolar confusion
My music is quite soothing and my views are misconstrued
I use it as tool to influence myself to do shit
A letter mechanic whose rhetoric's damaged
Never demanded but yet I understand
That respect isn't granted unless I stretch my bandwidth
And exceed the standard of everything standing
And in that case, I need Ketamine handed
So I can even the playing field, and level the canvas
And splatter my head all over the melody given
I'm in development never will I ever be willing to give up
Or settle for nothing lesser or greater
I'm deadlier than ever, you better not pretend to be a competitor




Shredding 'em effortlessly, I'm pedaling harder than ever
To be remembered

Overall Meaning

The song "Prologue" by Chess - In Concert London Cast delves into the darker experiences and emotions of the singer's life, portraying themes of survival, helplessness, and inner turmoil. The lyrics explore the motives behind human actions and question whether they stem from self-worth, selfishness, or selflessness. The singer reflects on their upbringing, growing up without a father figure, and being protected from the realities of crime. Despite this protection, they still experienced dark times and felt alone, even with a sense of pride and a child of their own. The song then takes a darker turn as the singer recounts the tragic loss of a child and the subsequent struggle with drug addiction. They express anger towards those who lack empathy and understanding, making a statement against judgment and division in the music industry. The song concludes with a declaration of resilience and determination, vowing to make an impact and be remembered.


Line by Line Meaning

You see, one could question the motive of any man
It is possible to scrutinize the intentions of any individual


Most of the time it resorts to inner self-worth
Often, the motive stems from an individual's perception of their own value


But on the other hand it could be viewed as selfishness or selflessness
Alternatively, it can be interpreted as either acting out of self-interest or acting for the benefit of others


'Cause you know at the end of the day it's all about survival and helplessness
Ultimately, it revolves around the instinct to survive and the feeling of powerlessness


I've heard it verbally referred to as rock bottom, end of the road
People often describe it as hitting rock bottom, reaching a point of no return


Or whatever you chose, who knows
Or any other term one may prefer, as it is subjective


It's dark times
These are challenging and difficult times


My dark mind is combined with dark lies
My pessimistic thoughts are entwined with deceitful narratives


From living inside of a room the size of nothing
Having grown up in a cramped and insignificant environment


Three boys and one mom, no dad
Growing up with only a mother and without a father figure


Just a word that I was never really used to using or was really not part of my vocab
The term 'dad' was unfamiliar to me and not part of my everyday vocabulary


I'd imagine during that era I was highly protected from crime
In that period, I assume I was shielded from the influence of criminal activities


Some kind of light of mine, angel in disguise
Perhaps there was a guiding presence or a hidden guardian watching over me


Felt like eternity, probability was high
It seemed like an everlasting ordeal, with a high likelihood of unfavorable outcomes


That I wanted to cry, but I
That I desired to cry, but refrained from doing so


I feel alone most of the time
I experience solitude and a sense of isolation frequently


Even though I stay surrounded most of this pride
Despite being constantly accompanied by others, the feeling of pride keeps me emotionally distant


Never really had a normal school life
I never had a conventional or typical experience in my educational journey


I kind of bounced around every once in a while
I frequently changed schools or moved from place to place intermittently


'Til I realized I was having a child
Until the moment I became aware that I was going to become a parent


When I actually was a child, and still
When I was still a child myself, and yet


Well that was dark too
That situation was equally challenging and distressing


I've seen a lot a good though
However, I have also witnessed numerous positive aspects


Like, it's good to know what not to do as a parent
It is valuable to be aware of mistakes to avoid when raising a child


I know a few that are embarrassed to even pick up the phone
I am acquainted with individuals who feel ashamed or hesitant to answer a phone call


They don't really care but
They possess a lack of genuine concern, yet


Fuck you
Expressing disdain or resentment towards them


Having to hold a seven-year-old inside of your arms
Being responsible for comforting a seven-year-old in your embrace


Having her life letting go, both of her parents looking to you
Witnessing her life slipping away while her parents rely on your actions


But you're still in training and don't really know what to do
Yet, you are inexperienced and uncertain of the appropriate course of action


And the effects of her death are too unbearable for anybody to cope
The consequences of her demise are overwhelming and impossible for anyone to handle


So you are told to move her below to the bottom floor
Thus, you are advised to relocate her to the lower level


'Cause that's where they go when they
Because that is where deceased individuals are typically placed when they


Yea
Pass away


Suffer through drug addiction
Endure the hardships of addiction to drugs


Fuck spittin', my bloods itching
Speaking rap lyrics pales in comparison to my inner turmoil and restlessness


I'm better off being cuffed, prisoned
I would fare better being restrained and imprisoned


Off with him, God willing
I wish for his demise, if it is within God's intentions


I kill 'em, calm isn't
I would end their life without a hint of remorse or agitation


My demeanor, autism, is all in him
My behavior and traits are influenced by my autism spectrum disorder


Big mouth, all bite
I may be outspoken, but my actions speak louder than my words


We are Venom
We are a formidable force to be reckoned with


Yea, pretty dark
Indeed, quite grim


Please, it's pretty easy to bring the noise to me
I welcome criticism and opposition with ease


And it's easy to bring them boys defeat
I effortlessly cause those opponents to suffer defeat


But it's annoying me
However, it bothers and irritates me


'Cause every one of these so called OG's are looking for so cold beasts
Because all these self-proclaimed veterans are seeking ruthless adversaries


And lyrical murderers setting this shit a blaze
Competitors who possess incredible rap skills and ignite the hip-hop scene


And roasting the whole streets, fuck them
And astonishingly dominating the entire music industry, disregarding them


What's wrong with a mumble rapper
Why do people criticize artists known for their unintelligible lyrics


I'm actually asking
Sincerely questioning this matter


Music is music, passion is passion
Music is a form of artistic expression, and passion is an intense driving force behind it


Why hate, get with the times
Why be disparaging, instead embrace the current trends and developments


Shit is evolving like a chimp in the line
The industry is progressing rapidly, like an ape advancing in the evolutionary line


A science book only defines that
A textbook on scientific principles only offers limited explanations


Evolution is constantly moving and constantly using the constellation
The process of evolution is always in motion, continuously utilizing the stars as guiding influences


As obvious blueprints to shape the future
Serving as clear patterns to shape forthcoming developments


Man, that's darker than dark times
Indeed, that concept is even bleaker than the preceding challenging moments


I'm here to make America great again, prepare bombs
My purpose is to restore greatness to America and ready explosive devices


Give me a clearance, prepare launch
Grant me authorization to carry out a missile launch


You fucked up like heron
You made a grave mistake, similar to the detrimental effects of heroin


Try to strip away my right to bear arms
Attempting to deprive me of the constitutional right to possess firearms


They're wrong, thinking they're making a fair call but they're off
Their judgment is flawed and they incorrectly believe their decision is just


They ain't thinking at all, brains froze like cere' palse
They are not capable of rational thinking, their minds are paralyzed like cerebral palsy


I'm in need of a Doc, sterile gauze and a pair of balls
I require medical assistance, sterile dressings, and courage to confront the situation


To grip it, I'm gripping the game with these bare palms
To maintain control, I firmly grasp the music industry with my bare hands


And when I say bare, I don't mean empty
When I use the term 'bare,' I imply abundance rather than absence


I mean it's as big as bear paw
In fact, it is as substantial as a bear's paw


I swear Lord, I am not cut from their cloth
I solemnly assert that I do not share the same qualities or values as those individuals


So elusive, I'm infused with bipolar confusion
Elusive and enigmatic, I am saturated with the contradicting states of bipolar disorder


My music is quite soothing and my views are misconstrued
My songs provide calmness, yet people often misinterpret my perspectives


I use it as tool to influence myself to do shit
I employ music as a means to motivate myself to accomplish various tasks


A letter mechanic whose rhetoric's damaged
A skilled wordsmith with flawed or impaired communication techniques


Never demanded but yet I understand
Despite not commanding attention, I comprehend


That respect isn't granted unless I stretch my bandwidth
Respect is not freely given unless I extend the limits of my abilities


And exceed the standard of everything standing
And surpass the level set by all others in the industry


And in that case, I need Ketamine handed
In such circumstances, I require Ketamine to be provided


So I can even the playing field, and level the canvas
To attain fairness and equilibrium, and bring balance to the situation


And splatter my head all over the melody given
To express my thoughts and emotions within the given musical composition


I'm in development never will I ever be willing to give up
I am continuously growing and progressing, and I will never be inclined to surrender


Or settle for nothing lesser or greater
Nor will I accept anything inferior or superior


I'm deadlier than ever, you better not pretend to be a competitor
I am more potent and formidable than before, and it would be unwise for you to claim to be a rival


Shredding 'em effortlessly, I'm pedaling harder than ever
Tearing them apart with ease, I am exerting more effort than ever before


To be remembered
To leave a lasting impact and be remembered by others




Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Michael Chesser

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