Reflections
Fleck E.S.C. Lyrics


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Here go the doubt creepin' in
I gotta keep my focus
Tell me when this shit all end
Will I still be unnoticed
They got these secret feelings
The unspoken truth
I was drug dealing
Hanging with the broken youth
I'm from the mud
All my respect is over due
Ain't showing love baby
'Cause I think I'm over you
I'd rather be alone then deal with the shit we goin through
Searching for my zone
I don't think I really got a clue
I wanna pop I close my eyes and see it in my sleep
When this drop they feel my rhymes when I preach
For my brother who done died I need another drink
For my brother who done died I need another drink
Baby steps turn to leaps
Progress and repeat
How you gon' get blessed catching Z's
I confess on the beat
Nothing less nothing neat
Tryna see a check for my grief
Baby steps turn to leaps
Progress and repeat
How you gon' get blessed catching Z's
I confess on the beat
Nothing less nothing neat
Tell 'em no rest till the peak
Gotta monetize
Gotta monetize
Be close to the goats that you idolize
Been feeling undermined
Spittin' these quotes look you in ya eyes
If ya feel me turn ya speakers up
Yeah I know they got some need for us
The game lacking little skill and grace
Tryna contemplate who be real or fake
Sitting back and let the pressure rise
Serving sacks me myself and I
Cause these niggas quick to testify
I took a risk for them extra fries
Still never seen a whole plate
City never seen a gold plaque
Shawty off the xannies and the prozac
Came from dark days now the show packed
When we part ways I don't phone back
You was in the picture just to distract
Sippin' liquor tryna detach
Yeah I know I'm gifted don't need ya feedback
Writing scriptures serving tree sacks
Used to trap out Teresa's house
Rapping on the stage with the speakers loud
I'm on a wave and I need it now
I told you before I guess I'll tell you again
Stuck in that moment and sending condolences
I can't let anyone in




Treat me like I'm ya homie but act like a phony
You do not want me to win

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Fleck E.S.C.'s song "Reflections" delve into themes of self-doubt, introspection, and the complexities of personal relationships. The artist expresses a sense of uncertainty and the need to maintain focus amidst doubts. There is a questioning of when this struggle will end and whether their efforts will ever be recognized. The reference to secret feelings and drug dealing suggests a rebellious and tumultuous past, where the artist found solace among the broken youth. The lyrics convey a sense of being from humble origins and a desire for overdue respect.


The artist explores the conflict of wanting to be alone rather than dealing with the hardships within a relationship. They express a search for their own zone or personal space, seemingly unsure of their direction. The desire for success is evident through wanting their music to resonate and be felt by others. There is also a mention of needing a drink to cope with the loss of a brother, indicating a deep emotional struggle.


The lyrics emphasize the importance of taking small steps towards progress and repetition as a means to achieve success. The artist acknowledges needing to work hard and not wasting time sleeping or being complacent. The confession on the beat suggests a desire to be honest and raw through their music, hoping to find solace and recognition. They express their need to monetize, potentially referencing the importance of financial stability and recognition in the music industry.


The lyrics also touch upon feeling undermined and underappreciated. The artist recognizes the lack of skill and grace in the current state of the music game, prompting contemplation of who is genuine or fake. The pressure of the industry is evident, as the artist serves their own interests and takes risks for personal gain. The reference to never seeing a whole plate and not attaining a gold plaque suggests a longing for true success and recognition. The artist reflects on their journey, from darker days to packed shows, indicating personal growth and progress.


The song concludes with a sense of disappointment and frustration in personal relationships. The artist implies that certain individuals acted as distractions and were not genuine in their support. They express a detachment from such people and assert their own giftedness, not reliant on others' feedback. The lyrics also touch on past experiences of drug dealing and rapping within a specific environment, emphasizing the artist's journey towards growth and determination.


Overall, "Reflections" is a reflective and introspective song that explores themes of self-doubt, personal progress, and navigating complex relationships. It reveals the artist's aspirations and struggles, showcasing their resilience and determination in the face of obstacles.


Line by Line Meaning

Here go the doubt creepin' in
The feeling of uncertainty and insecurity is slowly taking hold


I gotta keep my focus
I must maintain my concentration and determination


Tell me when this shit all end
Inform me of the conclusion of this difficult situation


Will I still be unnoticed
Will I continue to be overlooked and disregarded


They got these secret feelings
They possess concealed emotions and thoughts


The unspoken truth
The hidden reality that remains unexpressed


I was drug dealing
I engaged in the illegal sale of drugs


Hanging with the broken youth
Associating with troubled and disadvantaged young people


I'm from the mud
I come from a harsh and difficult background


All my respect is over due
My admiration and regard are long overdue


Ain't showing love baby
I am not expressing affection, darling


'Cause I think I'm over you
Because I believe I have moved on from you


I'd rather be alone then deal with the shit we goin through
I prefer solitude over handling the challenges we are facing


Searching for my zone
Seeking my personal state of optimal performance


I don't think I really got a clue
I am uncertain and lacking understanding


I wanna pop I close my eyes and see it in my sleep
I desire success, envisioning it even in my dreams


When this drop they feel my rhymes when I preach
Upon releasing this song, people will resonate with my lyrics when I speak passionately


For my brother who done died I need another drink
In memory of my deceased brother, I require another alcoholic beverage


Baby steps turn to leaps
Small progress gradually transforms into significant advancements


Progress and repeat
Continuously move forward and replicate the process


How you gon' get blessed catching Z's
How can you receive blessings if you are asleep and not actively pursuing them


I confess on the beat
I openly admit and express on this musical track


Nothing less nothing neat
Nothing inferior, nothing tidy or orderly


Tryna see a check for my grief
Attempting to obtain financial compensation for my troubles and sorrows


Tell 'em no rest till the peak
Inform them that I will not pause or halt until I reach the pinnacle of success


Gotta monetize
I must transform my endeavors into financial gain


Be close to the goats that you idolize
Associate closely with the accomplished individuals you admire


Been feeling undermined
I have been experiencing a sense of being devalued or undermined


Spittin' these quotes look you in ya eyes
Delivering these lyrics while maintaining eye contact


If ya feel me turn ya speakers up
If you resonate with my message, increase the volume of your speakers


Yeah I know they got some need for us
I am aware that they have a desire or requirement for our presence


The game lacking little skill and grace
The industry is deficient in talent and elegance


Tryna contemplate who be real or fake
Attempting to analyze and determine who is genuine or deceptive


Sitting back and let the pressure rise
Relaxing and allowing the stress to intensify


Serving sacks me myself and I
Dealing drugs solely for my own benefit and survival


Cause these niggas quick to testify
Because these individuals are prompt in providing evidence against me


I took a risk for them extra fries
I took a chance for additional rewards or benefits


Still never seen a whole plate
I have yet to experience complete abundance or fulfillment


City never seen a gold plaque
The city has never witnessed a highly successful and acclaimed record


Shawty off the xannies and the prozac
The girl is under the influence of Xanax and Prozac


Came from dark days now the show packed
Originating from difficult times, now my performances are well-attended


When we part ways I don't phone back
Once we separate, I do not make contact again


You was in the picture just to distract
You were present in my life solely to divert my attention


Sippin' liquor tryna detach
Drinking alcohol in an attempt to disconnect and detach emotionally


Yeah I know I'm gifted don't need ya feedback
Yes, I am aware of my talent and do not require your input or approval


Writing scriptures serving tree sacks
Crafting profound lyrics while selling marijuana


Used to trap out Teresa's house
Previously involved in illegal drug activities at Teresa's residence


Rapping on the stage with the speakers loud
Performing rap music on stage with amplified sound


I'm on a wave and I need it now
I am currently riding a wave of success and require it to continue


I told you before I guess I'll tell you again
I have previously informed you, but I suppose I shall repeat myself


Stuck in that moment and sending condolences
Trapped in that particular situation, expressing sympathy


I can't let anyone in
I am unable to allow anyone to enter my life or emotions


Treat me like I'm ya homie but act like a phony
Portraying affection towards me as if I am your friend, but behaving dishonestly


You do not want me to win
You possess a desire for me to fail or not succeed




Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Fred Croney

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