Finishing the album is like raising a kid or some shit. You raise it and now it’s 18 and you’re like, ‘Get the fuck outta my house, bro. Just leave, dawg. Go out in the world and be somebody.
Peggy tweeted lyrics to the song’s chorus 4 months prior to its release.
JPEG released a music video for the track on November 11th, 2019.
Free The Frail
JPEGMAFIA Lyrics
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(You think you fucking know me)
Don't rely on the strength of my image, hey
If it's good, then it's good
Break it down, this shit is outta my hands, hey
I feel it (I feel it)
I feel (I feel it, I feel it)
I feel annoyed (feel annoyed)
Im feelin' strange, I feel the games, I feel the void
I'm still a roach, I'm doin' shows, I feel employed (feel employed)
Even though I'm coy (though I'm coy), you know that boy
I still the feel the same (same)
I feel afraid This Easy A, I'm feelin' framed (feelin' framed)
I wear a mask, I see the pains
I'm still ashamed, even though they aim, oy vey
Feel like I'm losin' hope (losin' hope)
I'm on the web, I net the gross, I see the grow (see the grow)
I'm feelin' dazed, I'm in the game, don't need a coach
But I really do (really do), really don't
Huh, I just been in my head (in my head)
I'm gettin' fried, I'm on the side, I'm Kevin, fair
I play with fire, I can't retire, I need the bread, stat (man)
Don't rely on the strength of my image, hey
If it's good, then it's good
Break it down, this shit is outta my hands, whoa
Said, don't rely on the strength of my image, hey
If it's good, then it's good
Break it down, this shit is outta my hands, yeah
Look, I used to walk around with guns on me (stupid ass nigga)
Huh, I used to spin that bass to Michael Prophet
I used to think you wasn't poppin' until you had a stalker
I'm not no alpha male, I'm Carly Rae, you Braden Walker (damn)
Look, Ninety-nine ain't no stack, baby, say it
Two times, feel like Casanova (huh)
Y'all be praying' to Jehovah, I be prayin' to Hova (let's go)
I never whipped, I sold the Yo', still sold out the Nova (damn)
Two claps right here (and that's real talk)
Clap, let's clap, ooh mmh
Try to find mine, mhm, mmh
Mmh mmh, mmh
Don't rely on the strength of my image, hey
If it's good, then it's good
Break it down, this shit is outta my hands
No (such a cool chord change)
Don't rely on the strength of mine, mine
If it's good, then it's good
Break it down, this shit is outta my hands, no
Oh you think I'km lying?
Fuck outta here dawg
Quicksand (alright man, yeah)
It's too thick to stand (go on then)
Figure out now what it is that you need
I step out for a minute to breathe
Instead of footsteps in the sand, and I'm not being carried
Think it's out of hand? You can go on without me
In “Free the Frail,” JPEGMAFIA skillfully and introspectively combines his feelings of vulnerability and strength. He seems to be concerned with addressing the assumptions people make about him based on his persona and image. In the opening line, he asserts “you think you know me” which is a sentiment he addresses throughout the track. He doesn’t want people to rely on the strength of his image. He acknowledges that sometimes things are out of his hands and that’s okay.
Throughout the song, he expresses different feelings that he’s experiencing such as annoyance, emptiness, and feeling lost. He mentions wearing a mask and feeling ashamed. However, despite all his struggles, he’s still doing shows, feeling employed even though he’s slightly coy. He’s the same person. He feels afraid but at the same time feels framed. He wants people to understand that things are complicated and that he’s not just the image he portrays. He’s very much aware of the complexities of the entertainment industry and the responsibility that comes with fame. He steps out for a minute to breathe and emphasizes that he’s not being carried, he’s walking on his own.
Line by Line Meaning
You think you know me
You believe that you are familiar with my character and identity
(You think you fucking know me)
Your misconception of me is something that really agitates me
Don't rely on the strength of my image, hey
Do not depend entirely on the impression you have of me that I project in public
If it's good, then it's good
If it's pleasing to the ears it's sufficient
Break it down, this shit is outta my hands, hey
Make this easier to understand because I am no longer in control
I feel it (I feel it)
I sense it very intensely
I feel (I feel it, I feel it)
I'm experiencing a sensation that I'm trying to articulate by saying I feel it multiple times
I feel annoyed (feel annoyed)
I'm experiencing displeasure and irritation
Im feelin' strange, I feel the games, I feel the void
I'm experiencing some sort of disconnection and emptiness as I'm involved in some activities
I'm still a roach, I'm doin' shows, I feel employed (feel employed)
I'm still seen as inferior by some but I'm still making a living by performing
Even though I'm coy (though I'm coy), you know that boy
Even though I'm shy, you're already acquainted with me
I still the feel the same (same)
I experience the same emotions and feelings as before
I feel afraid This Easy A, I'm feelin' framed (feelin' framed)
I'm scared about some situation that seems dishonest and unfair against me
I wear a mask, I see the pains
I hide my true feelings behind a facade, but I am well aware of the pains that exist
I'm still ashamed, even though they aim, oy vey
I still feel embarrassed even though they're targeting me, oy vey
Feel like I'm losin' hope (losin' hope)
I feel like I'm gradually losing my optimism and confidence
I'm on the web, I net the gross, I see the grow (see the grow)
I'm on the internet making money and I can see how it's increasing
I'm feelin' dazed, I'm in the game, don't need a coach
I'm a bit disoriented but I'm still in the music scene and don't need guidance
But I really do (really do), really don't
I'm contradicting myself here initially suggesting that I don't need guidance but I'm also admitting that I do need a little guidance
Huh, I just been in my head (in my head)
I've been overthinking/overanalyzing
I'm gettin' fried, I'm on the side, I'm Kevin, fair
I'm feeling burnt out and exhausted, feeling like a minor character
I play with fire, I can't retire, I need the bread, stat (man)
I'm doing something risky but I can't quit because I need the money urgently
Look, I used to walk around with guns on me (stupid ass nigga)
I admit that I used to carry guns on my person, it was pretty dumb
Huh, I used to spin that bass to Michael Prophet
I'm reminiscing on the time when I used to play the bass instrument on Michael Prophet's tracks
I used to think you wasn't poppin' until you had a stalker
It may sound strange but I used to think you're not popular enough until you had a stalker
I'm not no alpha male, I'm Carly Rae, you Braden Walker (damn)
I don't act dominant or in control, I'm more laidback like Carly Rae, not like Braden Walker
Look, Ninety-nine ain't no stack, baby, say it
Saying ninety-nine as the selling price for a product is not really a big profit
Two times, feel like Casanova (huh)
I feel like a successful person when I sell the same product two times
Y'all be praying' to Jehovah, I be prayin' to Hova (let's go)
It is a contrast between people who pray to the Christian God and me who prays to Jay-Z, an artist
I never whipped, I sold the Yo', still sold out the Nova (damn)
I'm truthful in that I never hit someone, instead, I sold a pound of cocaine, and still sold out the Nova
Two claps right here (and that's real talk)
I'm requesting for two claps in agreement for what I'm about to say
Clap, let's clap, ooh mmh
An encouragement to start clapping
Try to find mine, mhm, mmh
I am suggesting to look for your own sense of purpose, acknowledging that this might be hard to achieve
Mmh mmh, mmh
A repetitive hum used as a transition
Oh you think I'km lying?
I am questioning another person's assumption of my dishonesty
Fuck outta here dawg
I'm dismissing their thoughts aggressively
Quicksand (alright man, yeah)
An analogy for a difficult situation
It's too thick to stand (go on then)
It's really tough to withstand this challenge
Figure out now what it is that you need
You should examine and identify your needs with urgency
I step out for a minute to breathe
I'm taking a break to catch some air and clear my head
Instead of footsteps in the sand, and I'm not being carried
This phrase could mean if I was walking on the beach making my footsteps, and someone else was carrying me, it would be evident
Think it's out of hand? You can go on without me
If everything seems too difficult and it gets to be too much, you may continue without my assistance
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Barrington DeVaughn Hendricks, Helena Deland McCullagh
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@suhanjoo5807
[Intro: JPEGMAFIA, Helena Deland, & Both]
You think you know me
You think you fucking knew me
Mm, mm (Ahem)
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Don't rely on the strength of my image, baby (Hey)
If it's good, then it's good
Break it down, this shit is outta my hands, hey
I feel it (I feel it)
I feel (I feel it, I feel it)
[Verse 1: JPEGMAFIA]
I feel annoyed (Feel annoyed)
I'm feelin' strange, I feel the gains, I fill a void (Void)
I'm still a roach, I'm doin' shows, I feel employed (Feel employed)
Even though I'm coy (Though I'm coy), and you know that, boy
C'mon, I still feel the same (Same)
I feel afraid, this Easy A, I'm feelin' framed (Feelin' framed)
I wear a mask, I see the Banes
I'm still ashamed ('Shamed)
Even though they aim, it's crazy, man
Feel like I'm losin' hope (Losin' hope)
I'm on the web, I net the gross, I see the growth (See the growth)
I feel engaged, I'm in the game, don't need a coach
But I really do (Really do), really don't (Nigga)
Huh, I just been in my head (In my head)
I'm gettin' fried, I'm on the side, I'm Kevin Fed (Kevin Fed)
I played with fire, I can't retire, I need the bread, stat (Man)
[Chorus: JPEGMAFIA]
Don't rely on the strength of my image, hey
If it's good, then it's good
Break it down, the shit is outta my hands, whoa
Said, don't rely on the strength of my image, hey
If it's good, then it's good
Break it down, the shit is outta my hands, yeah
[Verse 2: JPEGMAFIA]
Look, I used to walk around with guns on me (Stupid-ass nigga)
Huh, I used to spin that bass to Michael Prophet (Yeah)
I used to think you wasn't poppin' until you had a stalker
I'm not no alpha male, I'm Carly Rae, you Braden Walker (Damn)
Look, ninety-nine ain't a stack, baby
Say it (Ha), two times, feel like Casanova (Huh)
Y'all be praying' to Jehovah, I be prayin' to Hova (Let's go)
I never whipped or sold the yola, still sold out the Nova (Damn)
[Break: JPEGMAFIA & Helena Deland]
Two claps right here (And that's real too)
Alright, let's clap
Mm, mm, mm
Try to find mine
Mm, mm, mm
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
[Chorus: JPEGMAFIA & Helena Deland]
Don't rely on the strength of my image, hey
If it's good, then it's good
Break it down, the shit is outta my hands, no (Such a cool chord change)
Said, don't rely on the strength of mine, mine
If it's good, then it's good
Break it down, the shit is outta my hands, no, huh (Baby)
[Outro: JPEGMAFIA & Helena Deland]
Oh, you think I'm lying?
Fuck outta here, dawg
Sayin', huh
Quicksand's (Alright, man, yeah)
Too thick to stand (Go on, then)
Figure out now what it is that you need
I'll step out for a minute to breathe
One set of footsteps in the sand, but I'm not being carried
If it gets out of hand, you can go on without me
@MaBoomstick
such a cool chord change
@osama3146
dont rely on the strength of my image
@Starzoh
If it's good, then it's good break it DOWN this shit is outta my hands
@doctapeppur1900
@@Starzoh HEEY
@HotStrange
Speaking of change, my wife just changed lovers after boring of my tiny, purple, fucked up wiener.
@dash2240
@@HotStrange I don't think that's in the song
@miadiamia
DON'T RELY ON THE STRENGTH OF MY IMAGE
YEAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH
@Akard517hell
IF IT'S GOOD THEN IT'S GOOD BREAK IT DOWN THIS SHIT IS OUT OF MY HAND
HEEEYYYYYY
@carstarsarstenstesenn
I FEEL IT
@jacobs3092
Oh shit i thought it was miami