Losing Myself
Hella Sketchy Lyrics


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Losing myself, losing control
Fell in love, now I'm losing my soul
I don't want nobody else, I don't know if you can tell
I just wanna feel okay, countin' cash up everyday
Foreign cars, I'm swervin' out the bando
Pour me up a four and drop a Benzo
I don't know if they're really my friends, oh
I don't know who'll be here till the end, oh
Till the end, till the end, I'll be left alone again
I don't wanna go to school, I don't wanna make no friends
Who is real, who is fake, why is it so hard to say?
I don't know if I'm okay, I don't know if I'm okay
And I'm always gettin' paid
New girl everyday
But the pain won't go away
It don't matter what they say
And I'm runnin' out of time now, yeah
Takes a lot for me to rhyme now, yeah
When I'm done, I like to stay down, 'cause
I can't trust what people say now, yeah
Losing myself, losing control
Fell in love, now I'm losing my soul
I don't want nobody else, I don't know if you can tell
I just wanna feel okay, counting cash up everyday
Foreign cars, I'm swervin' out the bando
Pour me up a four and drop a Benzo




I don't know if they're really my friends, oh
I don't know who'll be here till the end, oh

Overall Meaning

Hella Sketchy's song, "Losing Myself" delves into the artist's struggles with fame and materialism. The opening lines of the song, "Losing myself, losing control, Fell in love, now I'm losing my soul," set the tone for the rest of the song. The artist is saying that they have lost themselves to the unrealistic expectations of the music industry and social media. They fell in love with the idea of fame and the lifestyle that comes with it, but now they realize that they are losing themselves in the process.


The lyrics, "I just wanna feel okay, counting cash up everyday, Foreign cars, I'm swervin' out the bando, Pour me up a four and drop a Benzo," describe the artist's desire for money and material possessions. They are so focused on living the fast and glamorous lifestyle associated with fame that they have lost sight of their true feelings and emotions. The artist continues to show their apprehension towards their newfound lifestyle with the lyrics, "I don't know if they're really my friends, oh, I don't know who'll be here till the end, oh" suggesting that they feel isolated and alone in their new life.


The chorus, "Losing myself, losing control, Fell in love, now I'm losing my soul, I don't want nobody else, I don't know if you can tell, I just wanna feel okay Counting cash up everyday, Foreign cars, I'm swervin' out the bando, Pour me up a four and drop a Benzo, I don't know if they're really my friends, oh, I don't know who'll be here till the end, oh" summarizes the song's theme, which is the artist's struggle with fame and the materialism that often comes with it.


Line by Line Meaning

Losing myself, losing control
I feel like I'm losing my sense of self and losing control of my life.


Fell in love, now I'm losing my soul
I started a romantic relationship, but it's consuming me and I feel like I'm losing my identity.


I don't want nobody else, I don't know if you can tell
I'm committed to this person and don't want anyone else, though I'm unsure if they know it.


I just wanna feel okay, counting cash up everyday
I want to feel good about myself and make money every day.


Foreign cars, I'm swervin' out the bando
I drive luxury cars and I'm recklessly driving out of an abandoned building.


Pour me up a four and drop a Benzo
I'm getting intoxicated by drinking codeine cough syrup and taking benzodiazepines.


I don't know if they're really my friends, oh
I'm unsure if my friends are genuine and have my best interests at heart.


I don't know who'll be here till the end, oh
I'm uncertain about who will stay loyal to me in the long run and be there until the end.


Till the end, till the end, I'll be left alone again
I feel like I'll always end up alone and isolated in the end.


I don't wanna go to school, I don't wanna make no friends
I have no desire to attend school or form new friendships.


Who is real, who is fake, why is it so hard to say?
It's tough to distinguish between authentic people and fake ones, and it's causing confusion and frustration for me.


I don't know if I'm okay, I don't know if I'm okay
I'm unsure about my emotional and mental well-being, and I'm struggling to find clarity on my state of being.


And I'm always gettin' paid
I make a lot of money regularly.


New girl everyday
I continually engage with new romantic partners.


But the pain won't go away
Despite my actions, I'm still not finding relief from my emotional pain.


It don't matter what they say
The opinions of others aren't affecting me anymore.


And I'm runnin' out of time now, yeah
I'm feeling pressure to make changes soon before it's too late.


Takes a lot for me to rhyme now, yeah
I'm struggling to create music that feels authentic and meaningful to me.


When I'm done, I like to stay down, 'cause
After I finish making music, I like to take a break and rest because it exhausts me emotionally.


I can't trust what people say now, yeah
I'm skeptical and distrustful of what people tell me these days.




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Losing myself, losing control
Fell in love, now I'm losing my soul
I don't want nobody else, I don't know if you can tell
I just wanna feel okay, countin' cash up every day
Foreign cars, I'm swervin' out the bando
Pour me up a four and drop a Benzo
I don't know if they're really my friends, oh
I don't know who'll be here 'til the end, oh

'Til the end, 'til the end, I'll be left alone again
I don't wanna go to school, I don't wanna make no friends
Who is real? Who is fake? Why is it so hard to say?
I don't know if I'm okay, I don't know if I'm okay
And I'm always gettin' paid, new girl every day
But the pain won't go away, it don't matter what they say
And I'm runnin' out of time now, yeah
Takes a lot for me to rhyme now, yeah
When I'm done, I like to stay down, 'cause
I can't trust what people say now, yeah

Losing myself, losing control
Fell in love, now I'm losing my soul
I don't want nobody else, I don't know if you can tell
I just wanna feel okay, countin' cash up every day
Foreign cars, I'm swervin' out the bando
Pour me up a four and drop a Benzo
I don't know if they're really my friends, oh
I don't know who'll be here 'til the end, oh



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logan sands

we playin yo music for life, RIP Hella Sketchy

stvr

logan sands 🦋

Seeker

yes sir

Hoesway

For a fact

Botond Molnár

LLHS💞

Jay Adams

Big fuckin facts 💸

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SHYBOY

Don't worry sketchy I'm going to make sure you blow up cuz you were amazing rest in peace my boy sketchers

Papa Doge

I'll bump this shit until I'm not on the planet anymore, R.I.P see you in heaven one day homie 🔥🤘💯

red monkey gaming

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Sir HighRoller

Real shit man rip sketchers

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