Bonus
Ed. O.G. Lyrics


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This is my Musical Cinematic Experience
Head Agent Pt. One
Let's go
What the Fuck you're gonna do
I'm the Head Agent
I'm prepared for the wars and the invasions
I'm the seeker of the souls for the occasion
I'm the eliminator for your violation
I don't deal with the negative energy
My higher self just guides my sensory
I'm not your average Joe dispensary
My artillery will wipe your memory
Aiming my Lobaev focused on my target
He's only two miles away but I still got em
The suit he's wearing is black but someone walked in
I had to shift my focus to stay locked in
He passed off a red book that read Good to Great
He turned around now I'm aiming right at his face
With hypersonic speed the bullet went through his face
Now it's time to move on to another place
Going straight to the park to climb up a tree
I'm the central leader when I'm aiming from the trees
My target sitting on a bleachers watching baseball
He put his phone to his ear that means he took the call
When he stood he dropped his phone he looked so appalled
Then my Lobaev sent a bullet through his fucking skull
Now I'm climbing down this tree headed downtown
To the luxury lofts for the shoot down
My next target just got off the elevator
He's the violator
I'm the eliminator
I got my Glock 43 aiming at his head with a Osprey Suppressor bout shoot him dead
I'm only standing 50 feet away from his door
He doesn't know that he's getting sent to the floor
He put his key in the lock started turning right
That's when his brain matter splattered on the hallway light
So his white suit is covered in his lying blood
He checked off my list now he's nipped in the bud
I put my pen in my pocket and I left the building
I'm so skilled in the verb called disappearing
Then I went to my hut just to get some rest
I laid down on my bed and yelled
I'm the best
So I rolled up an 8th in my raw papers
Heard a knock on my door I didn't have neighbors
What the Fuck you're gonna do
I'm the Head Agent
I'm prepared for the wars and the invasions
I'm the seeker of the souls for the occasion
I'm the eliminator for your violation
I don't deal with the negative energy
My higher self just guides my sensory




I'm not your average Joe dispensary
My artillery will wipe your memory

Overall Meaning

In the song "Bonus" by Ed. O.G., the artist describes his lifestyle of partying every day of the week due to his inability to sleep. The opening lines suggest that the artist is struggling with insomnia, leading him to toss and turn in his sheets at night. The next few lines describe a past relationship where he knew the love expressed to him was not genuine. He mentions his blessings as well as his love for music that has taken him far beyond the negativity that surrounds him daily. In the second verse, Ed. O.G. seems to be addressing fake people in his life who he can't trust because they switch up. He also asserts that these people will only be around when money is involved. He describes his lifestyle of drinking lean excessively, changing the game like a tornado warning, and how his verses are authentic and not corny like others. Ed. O.G. talks about how he's burnt himself out like running a marathon as everyone is trying to figure out what he's up to. Although people once called him crazy, now they see him turning up every day and hate it.


"Bonus" is a song that talks about Ed. O.G's daily struggles as he tries to navigate through the music industry and deal with fake people. The song has a profound emotional depth. The lyrics address issues like insomnia, fake love, fake friends, and the struggle to find authenticity in the industry. The use of vivid imagery to describe his lifestyle and struggles gives the song a personal touch. Ed. O.G's delivery is smooth, and the beat is perfect for a laid-back vibe.


Line by Line Meaning

I party everyday of the week cuz I can't sleep
I am unable to sleep, that is why I party every day of the week.


I'm up all night toss n turning in my sheets
I spend my nights tossing and turning in my bed, unable to sleep.


And you say you love me but I knew it was make believe
You claim to love me, but I know it is not true and just a lie.


Everyday I count my blessings while I'm talking to the beat
I thank my lucky stars while I am rapping.


Let's get it straight for once
Let's clarify something once and for all.


You wear makeup cuz you hiding sum
You wear makeup to hide something, probably a flaw or insecurity.


You live in the past because you always doing something dumb
You dwell on the past because you constantly make foolish mistakes.


And I don't know who to trust
I am uncertain whom to trust.


Cuz they always just be switching up
Because people always seem to change their minds.


But they gon love me when the paper come
People will pretend to love me when money is involved.


Sip too much purple call me Barney
When I drink too much Purple drank, people call me Barney.


I fuck the game up tornado warning
I disrupt the rap game like a tornado.


My paper beefy yours is scrawny
My money is substantial, while yours is meager.


My verses real and yours is corny
My rap lyrics are authentic, while yours are trite.


They acting friendly but wanna harm me
People pretend to be friendly, but have ill intentions towards me.


No you can't turn up at my party
You are not invited to my party and cannot attend.


My heart is dead baby I'm sorry
I apologize, but I am emotionally numb and closed off.


Maybe it's because I get the same shit from everyone
Perhaps my emotional numbness is a result of everyone treating me the same.


Burnt myself out like I just ran a marathon
I am exhausted, mentally and physically, like I just completed a marathon.


They always tryna find out what I'm doing what I be on
People are always trying to pry into my personal life and activities.


I always knew my music would take me far and beyond
I always had faith that my music would take me to new heights.


From all that fuck shit I see around on the daily
I am surrounded by negative and undesirable things daily.


Don't try an figure me out baby mind like a matrix
Do not attempt to understand me, as my mind is as complex as a matrix.


I remember when I first started they called me crazy
When I first began rapping, people thought I was insane.


Now they see me turning up everyday I know they hate it
Now that I am successful, people despise seeing me celebrate and enjoy my life.




Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Jameel Shareef

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