The Rain
J. Michael Kearsey Lyrics


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Yeah
We used to walk up to Hillbrow barefooted
Acting stupid with my niggas
I wish y'all could see the footage
And we would steal some snacks along the way
And that should hold us for the day
Just a bunch of shorties that always got dissed along the way
Could never afford toys so we’d hit up game stores
And by the end of the day we’d have cars and game boys

Who would have thought things would change
I mean me and Steven was tighter than Tini’s coming of age
Every letter of every page we agreed on everything

I think similar situations at the crib really played a part
207 with your mama and your sister and your pops would soon be abandoned
And I was left alone
That’s when I started hanging with marshal my older bro
He looked out for me he was down for me
And I would die for him
Undoubtedly my best moments growing up were thanks to him

But I could never really fit into the mix ’cause his poppa never liked me
Acted like I ain’t give a shit but I did man that shit hurt
That’s when I told myself fuck it
Started hanging with other niggas and it was lovely
And that was my introduction to the liquor
Sweetest feeling I had known but the taste was bitter
I was 12 years of age with a mad amount of rage
Stuck in a shitty life and I was going through a phase
Felt like Danny dop was the save
But at 12 I couldn’t buy it myself I felt caged
So I I’d wait for the guys and steal some coins out my momma purse
And wait till it’s time
And they’d never sell to us kids so we’d pay a guy
Homeless probably start the party
And my momma worked a lot so she would never know
And I was good at hiding shit and playing happy boy
But it was bro to the rescue you showed me how to best move
A couple of threats too so eventually I left dudes

But we grew and grew apart
Nothing lasts forever man I knew that from the start
But you’ll always be my brody man on everything I got
Yeah that’s on everything I

Yeah
Then fast forward 2017
I drop out of college I gotta chase the dream
My eyes finally open to this life that’s outside of the city
That’s when I knew I had to grind man I knew I had to get it
Uh tried to be calm but it only made me colder I had to leave
But you wouldn’t let me out you held on to the keys
All this tension in the air shit was thicker than thieves
And my greatest escape thought I’d find in the trees
Finally free naïve me that shit wasn’t to be
Losing the grip on reality I needed some sleep
A little time off would do man I needed some peace
And I was still dealing with a heartbreak needed a fix
But i couldn’t tell a soul they’d think I was weak
So roll me a joint or pass me a cigg
Uh give me a shot matter of fact pass the bottle I’ll swig

I’m too far gone and I’m stuck in the mid stuck in a pit
And ain’t wrote in a bit
My anxiety screaming music ain’t working for shit
And at this point I’m really contemplating calling it quits
And 2018 had passed but on Christmas Eve
I realized I was different like of a different breed
That’s when everything changed I knew I had to achieve greatness
And do some things that they still ain’t seen
That’s when it dawned on me like boy you’re the shit
And everything that you’ve needed has been down in a beat
So I got a job and built a studio then hoped on some beats
Beat beat beat man beat after beat
Till I ain’t have nothing to give but accept this defeat

Uh bottom of the barrel found myself at the bottom
With a bottle in hand and bothered again by the thought I might fail
Bothered by noise and bothered by fear
Bothered I’m here broke I’m bothered I’m not balling this year
But I bottle my fears
Put a hold on my tears
They swear they caught a glimpse
Rebuttal my nigga get the fuck outta here
Could never be me I smile and act cheer
But it’s far from sincere
’Cause truth is I’m embarrassed I can’t afford my own beer
No I wasn’t born to be basic
But to be lord of the cadence
They say timing and patience
But I’m tired of the waiting
I might stop on occasion but so dedicated
Got the heart of a lion now let the jungle hear Simba roar

Roar not like Perry roar
But roar like yo pay me more
Roar like I want it all raw
Raw not like Monday night raw but raw like a clip of a brawl
That’s how you serve a king of the jungle
I’m Magnus after all

I’m the don not Corleone
Not choice but calling homie
The reason your cardi’s on me my aura suggests king
Even though I got nothing on me

Bottom of the barrel bottom again
At the bottom and bare
Bottom not scared
Fuck it I’m done looking for stairs
Counting mistakes pitying self
I made the most of it all and found gold in the words that I said
I finna meditate on everything they’ll watch me ascend

And though they shifted focus from the raps to the scandals
Bruh what’s good for the goose ain’t always good for the gander
Subpar bars for oh my god’s
Subpar arts get oh my god’s
Yes men gas em up like yo bro man it’s all 5 starts it’s so hot hot
When it’s so haha
You tell the truth they call it hate yeah don’t blow my high
You tell the truth and burn a bridge niggas go bye bye
Well I got enough friends so I will not lie
Stand firm behind these words that I’m writing on fern
10 toes behind the scripts
Yeah don’t fuck with my pen





Magnus

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to J. Michael Kearsey's song "The Rain" paint a vivid picture of the artist's journey from his childhood in South Africa to pursuing his dreams as a musician. The first half of the song reminisces about his childhood experiences with his friends, stealing snacks, and buying games with coins stolen from his mother's purse. The second half details his struggles after dropping out of college and trying to fufill his dream of becoming a musician. Kearsey talks about feeling stuck and dealing with anxiety, but ultimately finds the motivation to succeed through self-reflection and determination, declaring himself the king of the jungle.


The lyrics discuss themes of friendship, loyalty, and perseverance. Kearsey talks about how his best moments growing up were thanks to his friend Marshal who looked out for him, but also acknowledges how they eventually grew apart. In the second half of the song, Kearsey talks about feeling embarrassed that he can't afford to buy his own beer and being bothered by the thought of failure, but he doesn't let that stop him from pursuing his dreams. He ultimately finds the strength to persevere and rise to the top, declaring himself the king of the jungle.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah
Expressing affirmation and agreement.


We used to walk up to Hillbrow barefooted
In our childhood, we would walk to Hillbrow without shoes.


Acting stupid with my niggas
Behaving foolishly with my friends.


I wish y'all could see the footage
I desire for others to witness the recorded memories.


And we would steal some snacks along the way
We would take food without permission as we traveled.


And that should hold us for the day
Those stolen snacks would be sufficient for the entire day.


Just a bunch of shorties that always got dissed along the way
We were young and often insulted while on our journey.


Could never afford toys so we’d hit up game stores
Since we couldn't afford toys, we would visit game stores.


And by the end of the day we’d have cars and game boys
By the end of the day, we managed to acquire toy cars and game consoles.


Who would have thought things would change
It is surprising how circumstances can transform.


I mean me and Steven was tighter than Tini’s coming of age
Steven and I were exceptionally close friends.


Every letter of every page we agreed on everything
Our opinions aligned in every aspect.


I think similar situations at the crib really played a part
Having similar experiences at home definitely influenced our relationship.


207 with your mama and your sister and your pops would soon be abandoned
Living at 207 with your family was temporary and they would soon leave.


And I was left alone
I was left by myself.


That’s when I started hanging with marshal my older bro
During this time, I began spending time with Marshal, my older brother figure.


He looked out for me he was down for me
Marshal took care of me and was always there for support.


And I would die for him
I was willing to do anything for him.


Undoubtedly my best moments growing up were thanks to him
My fondest memories of my childhood were because of him.


But I could never really fit into the mix ’cause his poppa never liked me
I couldn't fully integrate into the group because his father disapproved of me.


Acted like I ain’t give a shit but I did man that shit hurt
Although I pretended not to care, it did hurt me.


That’s when I told myself fuck it
At that point, I decided to forget about it.


Started hanging with other niggas and it was lovely
I began spending time with other friends and it was enjoyable.


And that was my introduction to the liquor
That was the first time I was introduced to alcohol.


Sweetest feeling I had known but the taste was bitter
Although it provided a pleasurable sensation, the taste itself was unpleasant.


I was 12 years of age with a mad amount of rage
At the age of 12, I had a significant amount of anger.


Stuck in a shitty life and I was going through a phase
I felt trapped in a negative life situation and believed it was just a temporary phase.


Felt like Danny dop was the save
I believed Danny Dop, a fictional character, would save me.


But at 12 I couldn’t buy it myself I felt caged
Since I was only 12, I couldn't afford to buy it myself, and I felt restricted.


So I I’d wait for the guys and steal some coins out my momma purse
I would wait for my friends and steal money from my mother's purse.


And wait till it’s time
I would wait until the appropriate moment.


And they’d never sell to us kids so we’d pay a guy
The sellers would refuse to sell to us children, so we had to find someone older to buy it for us.


Homeless probably start the party
We would often start the party with the help of a homeless person.


And my momma worked a lot so she would never know
My mother worked long hours, so she was unaware of my activities.


And I was good at hiding shit and playing happy boy
I was skilled at concealing things and pretending to be content.


But it was bro to the rescue you showed me how to best move
However, my friend came to the rescue and taught me how to navigate the situation better.


A couple of threats too so eventually I left dudes
He even made threats on my behalf, which led to me distancing myself from those individuals.


But we grew and grew apart
Over time, our relationship grew more distant.


Nothing lasts forever man I knew that from the start
I understood that nothing lasts indefinitely.


But you’ll always be my brody man on everything I got
However, you will always be my good friend, and I will support you with everything I have.


Yeah that’s on everything I
I swear on everything I own.


Yeah
Expressing agreement.


Then fast forward 2017
Now let's skip ahead to 2017.


I drop out of college I gotta chase the dream
I made the decision to leave college and pursue my dreams.


My eyes finally open to this life that’s outside of the city
I finally realized that there is more to life than just the city.


That’s when I knew I had to grind man I knew I had to get it
This realization motivated me to work hard and achieve success.


Uh tried to be calm but it only made me colder I had to leave
I attempted to remain calm, but it only made me feel more distant, so I had to leave.


But you wouldn’t let me out you held on to the keys
However, you refused to let me go and held onto the control.


All this tension in the air shit was thicker than thieves
The atmosphere was filled with tension and it became increasingly difficult to handle.


And my greatest escape thought I’d find in the trees
I believed that my greatest escape would be found in nature.


Finally free naïve me that shit wasn’t to be
To my surprise, I wasn't truly free, despite my naive expectations.


Losing the grip on reality I needed some sleep
I was losing touch with reality and desperately needed rest.


A little time off would do man I needed some peace
Taking a break from everything would provide me with the peace I longed for.


And I was still dealing with a heartbreak needed a fix
I was still coping with a broken heart and needed something to ease the pain.


But i couldn’t tell a soul they’d think I was weak
I couldn't confide in anyone since I feared they would view me as weak.


So roll me a joint or pass me a cigg
Instead, I resorted to smoking marijuana or asking for a cigarette.


Uh give me a shot matter of fact pass the bottle I’ll swig
Actually, just give me a shot of alcohol, or pass me the bottle and I'll drink from it.


I’m too far gone and I’m stuck in the mid stuck in a pit
I have become lost and trapped, feeling stuck in a difficult situation.


And ain’t wrote in a bit
I haven't written in a while.


My anxiety screaming music ain’t working for shit
My anxiety is exclaiming that music is not helping at all.


And at this point I’m really contemplating calling it quits
At this moment, I am seriously considering giving up.


And 2018 had passed but on Christmas Eve
The year 2018 had already ended, but on Christmas Eve


I realized I was different like of a different breed
I had an epiphany that I was unique, like belonging to a different species.


That’s when everything changed I knew I had to achieve greatness
This realization sparked a significant change in me, and I became determined to achieve greatness.


And do some things that they still ain’t seen
I aspired to do things that others haven't witnessed yet.


That’s when it dawned on me like boy you’re the shit
It suddenly became clear to me that I am exceptional.


And everything that you’ve needed has been down in a beat
Everything I have ever needed lies within the rhythm of music.


So I got a job and built a studio then hoped on some beats
I got a job and constructed a recording studio, then began creating music.


Beat beat beat man beat after beat
Continuously producing beats, one after another.


Till I ain’t have nothing to give but accept this defeat
I kept going until I had nothing left to offer except embracing failure.


Uh bottom of the barrel found myself at the bottom
I hit rock bottom and found myself in a hopeless situation.


With a bottle in hand and bothered again by the thought I might fail
Drinking from a bottle, I couldn't shake the constant worry of potential failure.


Bothered by noise and bothered by fear
I was disturbed by noise and haunted by fear.


Bothered I’m here broke I’m bothered I’m not balling this year
I feel bothered being in this state of poverty, not achieving financial success this year.


But I bottle my fears
I suppress my fears and keep them hidden.


Put a hold on my tears
I prevent myself from crying.


They swear they caught a glimpse
Others claim to have caught a brief glimpse of my true self.


Rebuttal my nigga get the fuck outta here
However, I dispute their claims and tell them to leave me alone.


Could never be me I smile and act cheer
Their perception of me is incorrect as I pretend to be happy and cheerful.


But it’s far from sincere
In reality, my happiness is far from genuine.


’Cause truth is I’m embarrassed I can’t afford my own beer
The truth is, I feel ashamed that I can't even afford to buy my own beer.


No I wasn’t born to be basic
I wasn't meant to live a mediocre life.


But to be lord of the cadence
Instead, I was destined to excel in rhythm and music.


They say timing and patience
They claim that timing and patience are key.


But I’m tired of the waiting
However, I am tired of waiting.


I might stop on occasion but so dedicated
Although I may take breaks occasionally, I am still highly dedicated.


Got the heart of a lion now let the jungle hear Simba roar
I possess the courage of a lion and will make my presence known, just like Simba in the jungle.


Roar not like Perry roar
A roar that is not similar to Perry's roar.


But roar like yo pay me more
But a roar that demands compensation.


Roar like I want it all raw
A roar that signifies my desire to have everything unfiltered.


Raw not like Monday night raw but raw like a clip of a brawl
Raw, just like a video clip of a physical fight.


That’s how you serve a king of the jungle
This is how you prove your loyalty to the king of the jungle.


I’m Magnus after all
After all, I am Magnus, a powerful figure.


I’m the don not Corleone
I am the boss, similar to Corleone.


Not choice but calling homie
Not a matter of choice, but a calling, my friend.


The reason your cardi’s on me my aura suggests king
I am the reason why you admire me, as my presence exudes royalty.


Even though I got nothing on me
Even though I may not possess material wealth.


Bottom of the barrel bottom again
I find myself at the lowest point once again.


At the bottom and bare
At the bottom, stripped of everything.


Bottom not scared
Yet, even in this state, I am not afraid.


Fuck it I’m done looking for stairs
I'm tired of searching for a way up.


Counting mistakes pitying self
I spend my time dwelling on my mistakes and feeling sorry for myself.


I made the most of it all and found gold in the words that I said
However, I managed to find value in the words I spoke and made the most of my experiences.


I finna meditate on everything they’ll watch me ascend
I am determined to reflect on everything, and others will witness my rise to success.


And though they shifted focus from the raps to the scandals
Even though people have become more interested in scandals rather than my rap talent.


Bruh what’s good for the goose ain’t always good for the gander
What may be beneficial for one person may not be beneficial for another.


Subpar bars for oh my god’s
My subpar rap bars receive underwhelming reactions.


Subpar arts get oh my god’s
Similarly, subpar artistic creations receive disappointing responses.


Yes men gas em up like yo bro man it’s all 5 starts it’s so hot hot
Dishonest individuals offer excessive praise, claiming that everything is amazing.


When it’s so haha
Even though the reality is not as impressive.


You tell the truth they call it hate yeah don’t blow my high
If you speak the truth, they label it as hate, but please don't ruin my positive mood.


You tell the truth and burn a bridge niggas go bye bye
When you speak the truth and damage a relationship, people will distance themselves from you.


Well I got enough friends so I will not lie
Fortunately, I have plenty of friends, so there is no need for me to lie.


Stand firm behind these words that I’m writing on fern
I stand confidently behind the words I write on this piece of paper.


10 toes behind the scripts
I am fully committed to my writing.


Yeah don’t fuck with my pen
Don't mess with my writing ability.


Magnus
Magnus, my name.




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